| ||||||||||
| ||||||||||
| ||||||||||
| ||||||||||
| ||||||||||
|
| ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Spiritual >> ID #997543 |
| |||||||||||||
|
HE LURKS IN OUR DARK
We know what he is, yet not what he will do. Erase him, erase him please make him not true. There is a rumor he plays it real hot. There is a rumor he wants all that we got. Give him a piece, a limb, or an eye. After-all with one I’m still able to cry. Sacrifice others don’t let it be me. I’ll sneak through the cracks and then I can flee. Toss him your honor, conscience, and soul. Yes, on and on his hunger does roll. Please take these things, we say, its nothing but trade. Now that is settled, a deal we have made. Surely the future glitters with gold. The toys I play with and slowly grow old. My ticket, my ticket lost it so seems. The gates don’t open, now what can that mean? Why do you claim my bill, now, has come due? I spent all my money and my life is now through. Eternity? No, that’s not in the schemes. My plans didn’t include that, in all of my dreams. End it now, oh please, I can’t stand heat. I’ll sweat and get blisters on both of my feet. For company you offer, demons and ghouls. All of those losers who gave up their souls. ETERNITY, ETERNITY, ETERNITY, ETERNITY, ETERNITY, ETERNITY, ETERNITY, ETERNITY, eternity.
© Copyright 2005 K. I. Smet (UN: k-i-smet at Writing.Com).
All rights reserved.
K. I. Smet has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work. |