Spider’s Web
Dorothy’s path, a spiral of lies,In the Spider’s web,
where hope slowly dies.Twisted by power,
bound by demand,She spun her fate with trembling hands.
The Emerald fields grew black with ash,
their light consumed by flame,The Munchkin songs dissolved to screams;
no innocence remained.The golden road was splintered glass
that cut her weary feet,A mirror to her broken dreams,
a truth she couldn’t meet.
In her hands, the worlds collide,Twisted Oz and Wonderland abide.A hollow kingdom,
a broken throne,The Spider Queen, forever alone.