Banquet At the Dark Knight's Castle
Banquet At The Dark Knight's Castle
Your damned lies,
cast for fickle fame
Muffled cries
'tis but a game...
Hold your false crown,
bow at cloven feet
In glee you drown
innocence's defeat...
Your beastly black,
a cloak you wear
Fairness you lack
harm without care...
Pound your sad drums,
dance as dark knight
Eat molded crumbs
expand your blight...
Your damned lies,
cast for fickle fame
Muffled cries
'tis but a game...
Robert J. Lindley, 3-01-2020
Rhyme, ( As The Waning Moon Sheds Its Golden Skin )
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2020
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