A Story (Heaven-Bound)A Poem by Mjr. TomTake my hand, my friend Let us follow the lonely shadow on the wall Listen to the whispers of the wind, follow the call It may be loud, it may be far, even around the bend It may be silent, even so lets just play pretend As long as we're away from here, it may never Seperate us from the shade, ever.
The Hollow Men come, looking for the light Their Everywhere! Everywhere. Only a reach away Moaning to see Heaven's rays Although their close, we take flight Astray, away, from their darkened sight Crossing styx and barren bone Making our way to the wall of stone
Under now, natures roof and shrubbery Vacant stares climb my back As I tread behind the spirit of black A figure appears, consort of the Enemy Cackling, wheezing, wielding a key "Give us your soul, join our fire You'll receive all you want, all desires..."
"Leave us fiend, servant of the fallen star No more lies, and sly remarks My sole desire: To leave the creeping dark" "I see youve traveled long and far... To pass... You must prove how innocent... you truly are... Why follow something you cannot see?" "Faith, faith makes one crazy and free"
"Do you follow for greed or prize?" "I don't lie, I follow in love What I seek is far above So begone, to your Lord of Flies I had enough of your wicked lies" "Farewell, you pass but I'm not gone I am inevitable, like the dawn"
With that the Creature disappeared While the light fell down like healing rain Sprawled across the ground like holy veins The lonely shadow returned, to lead So I fled from the fringe of the dead Lay ahead was the Golden Gate Like the Lord whom bore the thorns, I escaped a broken fate.
The light flickers for just a moment While he stood upon a chair, rope in hand His Shadow shivers, hand-to-hand The message was Angel-sent He can still smell brimstone, a horrid scent Throw the rope, walk on down, and look around He will live, heaven-bound. © 2011 Mjr. TomReviews
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Added on May 14, 2011Last Updated on May 14, 2011 AuthorMjr. TomBeaufort, SCAboutI'm Nick, a college student with my head in the clouds and my eyes set on a rose-colored future. I used to write purely from emotion, but now I seek to record the tiny worlds I often dream of day in a.. more..Writing
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