King of the Night

This shares a bit of a common thread with one of my earlier poems, Sinister in that the endings are rather similar.

How do I decode

These cryptic messages

Deep within the node

Such visages

Are not seen with clear eyes

We are fools to believe

That among the wise

There is no intent to deceive

 

Crafted deep in their minds

Are such brilliant schemes

The kind one finds

Deep in dreams

Such dastardly deeds

Will soon infect the masses
They say society bleeds

Through rose colored glasses

 

Under the harvest moon

Dark soldiers rise

To seek the rune

For the one with fire in his eyes

For to receive his birthright

There will be a price to pay

He must become king of the night

And conquer the evils of day

 

Twenty first century voodoo

Has left those in the streets

Without a clue

They’re vexed by his feats

For their ears are so filled with lies

Spread through the grapevine

That it’s no surprise

They consider his word divine

 

For now they march into oblivion

To revel in a life of greed

To exterminate sin

To watch the people bleed

As I hear the angels softly cry

There is a message that rings true

Bring the rune to the altar on high

The one with the fire in his eyes is you

Reviews

[Arthur Crow]

Entrancing! and darkly beautiful... very much enjoyed the flow and decriptions which gave great atmosphere to your lines. Very good writing!