POEM

[alkril]

not sure if im posting this right but dont have a clue what im doing.here is my entry for the harvest.hope u like it.

I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN A CHILD OF TIME,
FOREVER TRAPPED AND FREED BY THE FLOW OF BLOOD,
FOREVER AVOIDING THE SLAYER'S WOOD.
MY CHILDREN DRAW NEAR TO FIGHT AND WRESTLE,
FOR THE PRIZE OF BEING MY VESSEL.

THIS GREAT CHANGE IS UPON US,
AND I AM FORCED TO CONTEMPLATE,
THIS TOWNS MAIESTAS;
MY BODY'S BLOOD TO SATE.
TO LONG HAVE I BEEN IN-PRISONED,
DAYDREAMING OF THE FALSE RISEN.

TRAPPED DOWN HERE IN THE GROUND,
HIDDEN AWAY AS IF I WORE A VEIL,
RAILED BY THE GHOSTS OF THE DALE.
FOR A BEING SUCH AS I,
TO BE DENIED MY BODY'S STRENGTH,
IT'S SINGLE PURPOSE TO RENT!

HER NEED TO KILL IS AS GREAT AS MINE,
OUR DANCE TO DEATH; NO HUMAN CRIME.
SHE AND I, BOTH DEMON BORNE,
EYE TO EYE WITH IDEOLOGICAL SCORN,
OUR DANCE SHALL SOON COME TO AN END,
WITH HER BODY BEREFT AND HER SOUL TO SEND.

H.J.N.