Zonar Has Come

Brutish but great intentioned he wakes.

Hands to the sky then rub eyes, give look.

Such is soo much, or was, rugged true return.

What was vulnerable will grow up, like lion.

Much of what became during his hibernation hurt.

As if a personal insult to all that it came from.

Like a lazer was valued over life and wiped.

There deep in his cave it could not have expected.

Humanity had long left the humans, make up and fake tan.

Mere sight of him exposed them, as he walked bare.

Rumour of a real man was wildfire, what now are we?

A quake that was renamed ‘reality’ took it’s toll.

#ZonarHasCome