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Part Two
From That Dark, Dark Abyss, The Long Black Curtain Rises
Third poet in my poet dedication series

O'lord, forgive me my sins and my accursed seeking of glory and fame
I now know, such was my downfall, as sure as all Poetry knows my name
yes Lord, your warnings I choose to ignore to gain fame and treasure
it cost us Love's truth, gave blood, doom and gloom in equal measure.
I beg you, with your power stop cruel torture, this savage brutal display
for there is no great price that I will not right happily agree to pay
and even unto my death if that be your decision and your divine will
instead of her, let his evil hands my blood, my guts, this night spill
I beseech you, I pray this great mercy, its honor and saving grace
from this hideous old demon, remove my Annabel Lee, her every trace!

Ravenking finally taking notice, hearing old Master Poe's request
laughed that wicked laugh and shouted out -is that, is it your best
that you moan and with futility pray when I have you curse bound
for 'tis I, that gave all the glory and fame your sorry soul ever found.
Ask, but know this, nobody here ever rules over me the mighty Ravenking
for here my powers are absolute and here for every crumb all must sing
here all are condemned and here none may ever leave, all shall remain
such is punishment for greed, lusts and all glory they sought to gain 
so now that you have had your pitiful little useless human pleas
you watch, as I break her frail bones by the two's, even by the three's!

At that moment the curtain slowing moved and then it slowing fell
a rustle, a low creak as from behind it a demon strolled out to tell
Act One has now ended, please stay in your seats, soon comes Act Two
Ravenking has promised, it too will be dark and bloody through and through.
In keeping with old Master Poe's legendary image we am to please
so enjoy the show, its horrors and sit back for more at your sweet ease
for none would dare want to miss the gruesome scenes from the next Act
as our wicked show has now only just begun and that is a solid gold fact
Ravenking has brought some friends, fresh from Hades's pits, now unbound
you will be rewarded by their victims and their new agonizing loud sounds!

Act Two, waits from an old and very tired poet to write its dark evil verses
his knowledge of this dark world, just may shed more Light on its many curses
should his poet pen falter and leave you in state of confusion and suspense
remember this , Master Poe's curse, Raven, the Ravenking are only pretence.
Know Poe's magnificent writings came from genius, inked-sweat from his brow
tho' we may sincerely try gaining fame, its elusive treasures, so few know how
yet our famous old Master Poe has his and truly none can ever take that away
if one reads his fantastic and golden verses, they just may find their own way
just be careful and never make deals that may the dark Ravenking give control
over heart, mind, life and definitely not your Heaven promised mortal soul!

Robert J. Lindley, 1-22-2019
Dark Rhyme, (Ninety rhyming verses honoring greatest dark poet, Edgar Allen Poe)
The third poet honored in my ongoing poet dedication series.
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