Black Marathon

This is a poem on the terror the Black Plague caused in Europe.

As silent and deadly as it could be

Death itself it seemed

spread through Europe

with frightening velocity

panic and chaos let loose

People prayed for mercy

nothing came

Royalty was a joke on these dark days

Fear ruled before man

Welcome to the Dark Ages, to Hell

where a new dawn, so seemingly innocent  

meant yet another fierce fight for survival

Reviews

[FrancescaX]

HEE HEE. Make sure the english monarch doesn't see this;)
Death is one character that refuses to relinquish power. That is, until it met God.
The Black Plague was awful. Disease is one thing i think i can fear more than Death.
I love the free lance nature of the poem. Keep it up.