The Other

Across distant voids I have come,
to remove you from the stars.
To devour your world and with it you,
removal of all that is certain.

On your tiny little island,
You live undisturbed,
but soon this will change.

All of your plans, vacations, funerals,
time itself will end..for you.
No clocks, or concrete,
only endless miles of echoes will remain.

I ask you, who can stop me?
Only a theory, and only possibly.
Moving swiftly but seemingly slow,
I will be upon thee.

Even as I draw near,
your children will rush to greet me.

Scientist will guess and figure,
but only I hold the answer.
Worship me oh feeble beings,
For nothing is that is without me.

No weapon formed may even pale to suffice,
or come remotely close to my omnipotence.
Lost you are without me.

I am now the only certain thing,
you are not aware.
But even now I draw near.

Only a theory may give you hope,
and from its hand was I bourne.

Icy darkness has enshrined me,
hidden my moves from all that sight me.
Yet because of light you shall find me.

Beauty hides my evil product,
behind my tail, afore it once.
Nevertheless you shall loathe me.
Regardless though you shall find me.

In circles now they ramble on,
quoting math and symbols for.
But worrying on,
without a solution to smite me.