Macedonia

By Phil Rosie Gioldasis
An independent parsimony of states.
Mixed by General of old red rising.
And stars of mixed odds and ends.
Mixed through theories an doctrine.
For her the first born chosen of many.
To delight division form height an depth.
While space conquerers future years travel.
For nobody to know the hour and the day.
A celebration new year a millennium away.
Stand of General to land never late.
A reverse satellite gas powered landing.
Speeds of mach 100 with power an form.
Of Gods and generals together to form.
A dialogue a language a script to bare.
Of principals to favor superior offense.
She is first born an chosen by the ancients.
For perpetuity to void apocalyptic prophecy.
For the hungry walk on the water of faith.
To have strong love an recieve the plagues.
For what above and below