The anxiety, palpable
Expectations, overarching
Outcome, breath-takingly life-changing
A turning point of sorts
Many a heart, panting
Hushed tones, visibly varied
The craving thickening
Soon, cringing despair
Would give way to renewed hope
The much awaited day here at last.

The riotous fear of the future,
What she holds; What is held for her
Unsettled, deepens the uneasiness.
Renewed offensive of Ciscon feudal Lord
The feudalist's factitious dramatics
Fearsome crescendo, assume
With crippling hysteria, the heart streched
Surely, something needs done, and fast too.

But then, a twist of fate impends,
The beginning of the end of
The feudalist, its apologists alike.
In between the beginning of the end
And in betwixt the end of the beginning
The lofty heights of the heavens
In concur, the earth to kiss
Ushering the radiant splendour
Lightning the dawning of the august day,
Bearer of the auspicious Time
And rendezvous with untiring destiny.

Unhazed, She crept in
Confident, fated moment here
With joyous aura, the arena enveloped
Tortuous, the travel been
En route the dauntless bridge of faith
Egged on by tenacity of purpose
Cashing in on the golden opportunity
Against all stacked odds, prevailed
Out of the womb of necessity birthed
our great Union, Ciscon PENGASSAN:
The Very Child of necessity
With rousing welcome received
The teeming proletariat polarised;
The harbinger of renewed hope on the horizon;
Indeed, an inevitable rallying point
So the Present inexorably
The riotous future Impact ,
What she bequeaths & bequeathed.