Raven the Necromancer
Raven stood in the foggy moon illuminated graveyard
searching for that one dirty grey tombstone.
The memories are still painful and hard;
Yet she lives! But not so alone.
Black crows pass above in the midnight sky,
and Raven becomes an necromancer.
The spirit tells her, "He wasn't ready to die,"
And he would like a few answers.
Painful as it is for Raven to respond,
she finds her voice and does so.
"I murdered you standing next to our fishing pond
for reasons you well know!"
The spirit gets angry screaming, "Why, why?!"
For he obviously don't know what he did.
Raven says, "Child molesters deserve to die!
Now you remember what your hands did to me as a kid?"
The pathetic spirit begins to quietly weep,
and shake beyond control.
Raven has no remorse for the emotional scars are deep;
And Raven has long ago forfeited her soul!!
Note: Wrote for A Rambling Poets contest "Among the Dead"
By Jimmy Anderson
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