Darkness

John Prophet

Full white
moon. 
Star ceiling.

Fire roaring

Flames soaring.
Sparks flying
high,
high into
the night.
Chanting 
loudly. 
Baleful voices
sounds
echoing off
the stones.
Drums beating.
Faces painted.
Wild dance,
arms raised.
Looking
 on high.
Superstitions
born.

Religions

genesis!
Wild night, 
sacrifice delivered.
Appeasements,
prayers made.
Moonlight,
shadows thrown,
seeing ghosts.
Ghosts dancing,
flying
in the glades.
The world, 
a frightful
place 
so very
long ago.

 

  • Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 31st, 2019 07:05
  • Category: Unclassified
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