Armies of the Night

Armies of the Night

A Poem by Michael Knight
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Watched "The Warriors" and this is what came out.

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Schools out at 11
Congregation is a must
Isolation is a distrust
Go home at 7

Everything starts to kick at 12
They stay together, they represent colors
All are loaded, they hide very well
Like Indians, invisible in plain sight

You may know a freak, a vampire, or night crawler
They are in the business of oblivion
Everyone has been forgotten, the only attention
is given by the street lights, shining on them

They patrol, take the train, dwell in the alleys
Eyes as far anyone can imagine
Hear the slightest beat anywhere
The power, the aura of the night

© 2012 Michael Knight


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Added on November 26, 2012
Last Updated on November 26, 2012
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