The Sorcerer
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This poem in free verse, is a rather dark tale that I put together last year on November 4, 2013. Monseigneur Reygus Hameltus is a fictional character, but the events I depicted in the narrative are somewhat similar to what occurred during medieval times particularly in Europe when practicing warlocks and witches prayed on and seduced common people who were poor and uneducated and had lost their way to the Church. For some of the few people who actually did practice witchcraft (including priests who had lost their way to God), there were many others who were actually innocent and fell victim to corrupt Witchfinders who were usually charlatans and proceeded to condemn and murder people accused of witchcraft. The metaphor here is that evil will one day run its course and mankind can find its redemption and absolution in the power of prayer to God and his heavenly host of angels. (Gary Bateman - August 13, 2014)
Monseigneur Reygus Hameltus—defrocked priest and sorcerer of the black
arts; epiphany of evil and master of debauchery.
He looks among his minions with a grim bearded countenance
and piercing beady eyes with a distinct grimace of utter revulsion.
As the full moon rises and arches in the evening sky . . .
Reygus Hameltus menacingly stands by.
Once a famous devout and humble priest of medieval times,
he was a biblical scholar and factotum of great intellectuality.
His walk and conversion to the dark side
mirrored his frustration with God himself;
Reygus Hameltus felt that God had deserted him
and no longer cared to listen to him.
With this . . . and losing faith
he turned to the Devil, the ultimate corrupter of the human soul.
As the full moon rises and arches in the evening sky . . .
Reygus Hameltus menacingly stands by.
As Reygus Hameltus assumed his apostleship in evil,
every ounce of goodness and spiritual greatness
left his body and soul in good measure.
He murdered and raped, cajoled and lied,
and brought deception and reeked destruction
on all who crossed his path and his disciples no less.
As the full moon rises and arches in the evening sky . . .
Reygus Hameltus menacingly stands by.
But it should be said that all evil one day runs its course.
And when the good people of Montserrat fought back and answered in kind . . .
Monseigneur Reygus Hameltus — black arts sorcerer and his witches’ coven
suffered the eternal vengeance and wrath of God
and were banished to the Devil’s Kingdom forever—faraway from mankind!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved - August 13, 2014
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Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2014
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