Here is my poem at the beginning of my new story (which isn't out yet, but it will be soon). Well, I'm not going to elaborate....

The world is changed, the skies are shut, the tyrant is approaching
The sea awakes, a tumultuous wroth, below the stations stirring
Countries at peace will very soon feel the flaming of the universe
For at last war beckons from the heavens, a struggle most adverse
Temptation prevailing, a deceitful fiend is spreading his intention
The corrupted grasp what he unleashes, a gain of inspiration
Yet in his lair up beyond, he sees our parallel worlds
And separate them with his share of darkness, too great for mortal man
So our worlds are lost, and the fire and water will reign.