She sits there on the hanger deck
she is one of my new creations
I deem her ready of flight
my dynamics and her propulsion

Do I have to slap a wet fish in your face
will the saline water pure, tell my name
she is fleet ready full of secrets of mine
her name is vast, as mine in all of time

This baby is a systematic night child
so loyal to her devotion
this is why I made her
why I made her sentient

Oh she has her blades down for hyperdrive
my sweet baby has fold space capability
my mind and physical devotion
to the dynamics of propulsion


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris