When weary of shadows
And their horrid touch
I declare my war against such
To switch on the light
For all that can see
And reveal the darkened ones that be
They run to the corners
They hide their eyes
And fear a slow stark demise
For I have now had it
I no longer care
For their panic striken stares
-
Author:
Eugene S. (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 4th, 2023 19:11
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 0
Offline)
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.