DemonsA Poem by Xanthous Crow"Hush, boy
Demons will never hurt you," She said And that would put me to sleep Safe, at ease A fortress, tall and proud Against the darkness Rejoicing at first light of the dawn "Hush, boy Demons will never hurt you," She said And that would comfort me somewhat Although I'd still sleep with an eye open The demons hid under beds and in shadows "Hush, boy Demons will never hurt you," She said And it was that saying that I began to dread I no longer slept I was scared Was I doing something wrong? "Hush, boy Demons will never hurt you," She said And that would give me one last thought: She never said That anything else would never hurt me "Hush, boy Demons will never hurt you," She said And that did nothing to me Why do I feel this way? Lost, trapped in shadow There are greater things More evil, more foul To fear than demons They are called people © 2012 Xanthous CrowReviews
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2 Reviews Added on March 12, 2012 Last Updated on March 12, 2012 AuthorXanthous CrowMount Erebus, AntarcticaAbout"Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancho.. more..Writing
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