Story [Godzilla Heisei Era] DESTOROYAH Substrates of the Precambrian Poem

This is a poem I wrote sometime in February which I came across again - its about Destoroyah (one of Heisei Big-G's toughest opponents and essentially a Micro-Oxygen Incarnation - in the form of a Precambrian Crab/Crustacean - even though at that time technically we didn't have Crab/Crustacean's in the Precambrian Eon)...

Enjoy!

From Substrates of the Precambrian,
To the Drink ofTokyoBay,
I slept, preserved, for eons unheard…

Billions by the Millions,
Decades I would sleep…silent yet mutated,
Then 1954, Alas! My foe had fallen,
Yet his demise, was far from forgotten…
1996 … the ignorance of Mankind again,
For when we awakened,
Mankind was but Forsaken …

Yet this be no Agronomical Revolution!
Nor could the records … of the Cambrian Explosion reveal you more,
For Laws of Nature had failed,
From Crustacean Ancestry,
To the Bones, Claws, Spikes I evolved,
With a Tail … all too eager to Impale!
Add Crimson Wings … you’d be mistaken to call me a Demon…
Yet I be no Evolution … BUT THE GRAND Mutation! Of Nature’s Very Laws…

The Oxygen Destroyer be my blood,
Trillions of my form … composite Organic Puzzle,
To demonic Aggregates,
Flying Aerial Terror,
To the Desolate Final Form!

I seek no Peace,
I care not for Power,
I care not for Mercy,
My only Pleasure… was Reduction … of Civilization …

Micro-Oxygen I spray,
My foes dissolved to Emptiness,
A breath, a spray, then the Explosive Reduction!
My armoured hide…could not be broken,
A Spiked Tail, oh I am feverish to Flail and Impale!
An un-Earthly form! Topped by a cruel sharp Horn,
Bristling with Energy, I desire to sever you … with my Laser Katana of a Horn…
A Death’s Kiss … or a loving dose of Micro-Oxygen … even the strong could not resist!
Only the Extreme’s – good luck working out my weakness!
For even wounded,
Given time, I would reform and return…
Stronger and tougher,
I am after-all … an Adaptive Destroyer …

Let none hope,
That the light rays shine to the depths,
For borne of the Ancient Environments … seasoned with Death,
Fuelled by the Oxygen Destroyer,
For now, the Destruction’s Riddle … I carry it in my very Breath…

The seas and the water be tranquil with life,
Yet a sudden pause,
Then the bubbles frizzled,
My prey froze yet in agony,
And slowly crumbled,
Then all life was gone,
For I rendered theOceanSeas… a graveyard of bones …

Who could stop me?
None could truly End me,
You could try and fail,
For you would drown … in a sea of airless wails …

For Serizawa’s claims,
His Oxygen Destroyer gave birth to Notorious Fame,
The Endless Destruction my Game,
The Constant Life Forms I would Obtain,
I be no mere Trilobite,
For DESTROYAH I AM,
With a breath,

Your life was all but swept …