Monday, 27 April 2020

In the shadows



First came the dreams
slowly they crept
into the subconscious minds
as an evil wind swept
filling the night with screams

Gloomy air filled
with gases that caused ills
hallucination.
visions, fabrication
disturbing the minds
of a tired nation

The dreams were vivid, Bright at first,
giving hope but soon they turned
The demons infested
like swarm of bees unnested

Rage flowed the lands
from sands to sands
ends time strands
the night watchman stands
in the shadows
watching the city below

The wolf cries to the moon
his dreams Infected too
the howls could wake the dead
pain, fear and dread
the watchman bows his head
vows to fight
to save the wonder of the night

Tis time to rise
the sun has gone out
the fight of our lives
the watcher sighs
his words spoken with doubt

The city of dead-end lights
now a dull dark sight
filled with shadows and blight
the lands of green, the waters blue
turning to blood red. As the floods wash through
the watchman knows what he needs to do

Taking to the alleys and streets
he pounds the pavements as the moon weeps
sun sleeps
the day kept out of reach
as the beasts leap at his feet
ready to unleash
a fierce attack
the wolf watches from his place - away from the pack

The Watchman dodges, dives and diverts
against fear, misery and hurt
left to stain the land of dirt
he struggles and strains
as the knockbacks rain
fights alone
to bring peace to those in pain

The fight never ends, this battle can’t be won
but the tide can turn, bring back the sun
no one can know of the watchman’s test
the struggles he must face to give us some rest
in the dead of night - he stopped the nightmares that infest
people wake refreshed
his quest for the night a success
and so, he sleeps.
until the night terrors return
his work complete


Thanks For Reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle
 

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