From Novelist To Poet
FROM NOVELIST TO POET
“Tomorrow Beyond and ashes of none”
The blackness of night
A flash of lightening being a dazzling sight
The roar of thunder with echoing moans
This is a night to not be alone
Creatures and souls walk through the night
Shrieks into screams will be a plight
Be careful with the knocks at the door
Souls and creatures are waiting and it’s you they want to explore
Your number is up, but who will score
You are scare, because you are not sure
Your mind questions your very deepest thoughts
Sweat pours like a moving rushing fountain
Yet these creatures and souls are alive
They need flesh and bone in order to survive
Conditions are blood and bone
Like I said before, you shouldn’t be alone
Suddenly creatures and souls descend in their attack at every closed door
You can’t scream and ignore
They are coming for you
But what will you do?
Running is not an option
Yet standing still uncanny
You are your only witness
I pity your soul
A night that will be a behold
Creatures and souls will be bold
Your flesh and blood having no value in sold
Eternity has arrived
Tomorrow having an uncertain strive
Everlasting unknown
A storm that knows
It’s too late
The hour has come, and you are already the bait.
Copyright © Anthony Blake | Year Posted 2017
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