The Darkman's Sanctuary

A Poem by G?

As darkness settles, within and without
The mind wanders,
Something within me shouts
React, don't relent
No wrong done, needless to repent
I awake from this state and realize
Not MY soul, for the reaper was sent
No, not I, but someone close
Calling, the calling, as darkness falls
Falls in our houses, in our hearts, darkness calls
Outwardly benevolent
Camouflaged reticence
In your soul, darkness calls
Heed it, ignore it
You can be sure
Darkness doesn't seek souls that are pure
Posture and pretense can't hide your crimes
The scythe cuts through your lies
The scythe cuts through your eyes
The eyes that ignored
The eyes that didn't care
The eyes when needed where never there
No, the darkman has no need to justify
Whether a head, a soul, or simply an eye
The scythe will find its mark
Temporal are we, worse still we lie
Justified by by self image
The scythe will find its mark
When life's last breath escapes your corporeal shell
Remember I warned you of the man in dark
He's coming for you, me as well
Be prepared for the moment
Time stops for your mortal shell
In that moment, your disdain for Dante
You slowly slip sanguinely sub-surface
Into the darkman's eternal sanctuary