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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required We left New York City moving to a Mid West town Where the sky was a pretty blue and a land of greening gown Buildings painted white stood out against the scene But a sensing of the untouched made my mind internally scream I always got this feeling as we walked their streets of old What could I be not be seeing, what have we not been told When we stopped to say hello we felt that we were all alone It's not what we seen in the brochure when we decided to move our home As the weeks and months progressed our daughter became very withdrawn Which is very out of character for she's normally as fresh as the dawn Then the day arrived that would change our lives forever She never came home the previous night, the worry of parental sever As we awoke the following morning it appeared so different from other days The skies were a strange shade of red no voices from children's play No sounds of life could be heard, no insects or birds on the wing When normally it's as vibrant as life, buzzing whilst others sing We set off to look for our daughter shouting her name as we go Walking through empty streets as our minds drift in worried grow We hear some strange kind of chanting, it's from that white building ahead Whilst above us the skies turn a redded grey, I feel a sensing dread We reach this building of white past the river turned red by the sky Peering through the window I'm now in parental cry For standing by the alter is my daughter in demonic stare Around her are hoards of locusts, whilst down her body a snake she wears Strange chanting's resonate with echo as the congregation screams in wild display What events are unfolding in front of us it should be a normal summers day As they turn and look towards the window so many eyes stare through the pane We become suffocated by their hoards, it appears the locusts reign Somehow we escaped this horror from that white building beside the river Every time I look into my thoughts it's leaves me in a cold cold shiver The same brochure appeared for years alluring families to this Mid West town Who would move where no children play, in it's silence you could easily drown http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/dark-8.php Written 11/13/2010 5:50:00 PM
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