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Tuesday, February 7, 2023


 

that starlit night
marauding bears came
to chew on truth and apples
stealing away lives and offensive fruit
everything dangling from weeping trees
all I could do was cower and wait
hope humanity might somehow survive
that cold deep river washing over us
unrepentant leviathans kept prowling
reaching far into that retentive darkness
pulling down incentive fear and quivering branches
all those ogres striving to corrupt and devour
the night's dark ripe fruit
that dark shivering night
hungry too a succubus arrived
striving to captivate and encapsulate
all our tangled mortal souls
all I could do was wait and pray
all I could utter or even think to say
let destruction pass over this place
all I could manage to hope for
that demons would go blind and never stay
so many rigid and gruesome nightmares
as the angel of death flew by
wanting to steal souls and lives away
all I could do was shut my startled eyes
try to keep out that surreal dangerous dream
total surrender wrapped in my trembling hand
as demons of death came near to deliver
haunting moments of misery and sadness
now the worst of the worst is about to come
what could we do but consent to demon gladness
deep in our fragile souls we seem to be struck dumb
as the night turns even sadder and darker
deepened by evil's destruction and deplorable sum

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