Mr. Wilder's Charisma and Strength

Power is that which all seek but few obtain

It is a tool to fashion dust into worlds

And a weapon to crush creation’s chains

The universe bends to the will unfurled

There is no celestial more beautiful

Than the singularity of difference

In the cosmos perception is meaningful

The contrast of space is its deliverance

It sets the mighty apart from the peons

As it dwells in the few and not the many

Conflict and strife give it purpose for eons

To divide is to dilute that is deadly

Power is neither righteous nor terrible

But an instrument at the master’s command

The forces will change to form a new vessel

As weak as time before beginning again

Stagnation’s bane to evolve and to emerge

One more chance a quest to challenge normalcy

Strength for the journey and promises to merge

Overcoming the bound gates of victory