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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The animal of the night has an evil courage as its defense, And with simple lies it now catches the filthy beast easily, And can now stand and bask in God’s purest of sunshine, Whilst valor and glory speak all power to one’s destiny! Darkness doth now pervade and drinks slowly from that “Chalice of the Faithless Heathen” who hides among the Soulless Ones who are consumed by their hateful actions, And spit thoughtlessly at your good will and human pride! Hades’ very own dark demons tilt their evil night shades While justifying the hurt and depravity of an “Ugly Brute”; A truly lost soul without any mercy, blind—as “He” throws Freely a nasty spiteful spirit on your earthly fire of reality! Hence, Hades’ mark and mask of utter darkness and terror Descend now into the very conscience of your Spirit World; Burning hot with the force of “The Furies” seeking revenge: Tisiphone, Megaera, and Alecto all appear sans Merci now! As their eternal gorgonesque spirits creep upon you furtively, Your once handsome visage turns into a sad and horrid portrait Of an old animal soul in the mirror never to see the Light again, As clouds darkly shade your horizon and fate in Hades’ name! In this eternal land of darkness, the dead do not suffer this fate So easily, and cast not without honor in their chains the notion That fear itself, vice destiny, cries out now for your forgiveness, As One-Eyed Beggars seek and see the basic good within you! Each day now fades into its own doom, into a dark mist of evil, And hides carefully inside a “Mountain of Consciousness” where Your ethereal spirit knows who you really are—as black snakes slither slowly and silently toward your spirit-mirrored reflection! You—that “Animal of the Night,” wear now your deceptive mask; The reality of who and what you really are makes my skin crawl! You can never return from this darkest “Pit of Hell” my old friend, For thy animal-human spirit is doomed to all this darkness forever! Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved – November 22, 2015 (Narrative Quatrain)
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