2nd prize- Megatron poem

Life is hard to the chosen one,
You dared to steal my destiny,
The true Prime is only one,
My brother became my enemy.

A strange sense of humor Fate has,
Inferior bugs kept me prisoner,
An ice coffin where I laid tense,
Just extinction will be your absolver.

The Autobot scum energon is shed,
I'm thirsty, but that bloody Prime doesn't die.
One of those mean bugs  attacked
The needed Allspark in my chest and bye bye!

But a true warrior never gives up
Even from the darkest depths I shall rise
With no Prime we'll see a breakup
But fighting in Egypt wasn't very wise.

'Retreat' to a true warrior has such a bitter taste,
But Decepticons nevermore will languish in disguise,
Not using the old Prime would be such a waste!
My home Cybertron will revive, while Earth dies.

The old Prime shall not steal my revenge
From my digits I feel Victory had fled
I kick Sentinel's old aft beyond the abyss edge
But scrap, once again... I'm dead!

Now the name is Galvatron,
And again I'm back to the business, babe!
Stronger than the old Megatron
One day I'll defeat you with my new shape...