Abeo

Durational lords, your time is drawn
Now bleed the sting of fear again.

Construct with veil to persist
Tradition insists the fleeting prevail.

Meet me by my nature, then fall by the same
Death will know your name.

I am the obligation of creation,
As such undistinguished.
All creatures must bare witness to cause,
My undefined pretense imposed to effect.

Trust the way of things enough to know
That this must be.