Dethroned Kings

We once sat, broken wings, under a shattered sun.

Our armies undone;
A war neither could have won;
Peace if only there was one.

We once were kings;
Oaths bound by sacred rings;
Those too lost, like so many things.

We stood preparing again for combat;
Ignoring what our war had begat;
We never could have foreseen that.

The Thing came, was it something new, or something so old we forgot?

Wings unfurled we fought;
Oblivious to what it sought;
Death was all The Thing brought.

Unprepared for what did ensue;
Far from The Thing we withdrew;
And sought safety far from it's coup.

For our vengeance we brought the flame;
Unaware of what we became;
We found what The Thing sought to reclaim.