The Keeper Of The Gates
The gates open at twilight
Gates for the strong, lost at night
The keeper sees everyone that passes by
Through the gates of brass and willoughby
Tormented souls bereft of sight
Under the curse of stolen moonlight
Outside the gates are flooded by roohu ghosts
A brouhaha of wandering cluster posing as hosts
Uninvited by the shining keeper
Howling like bitten preys of the ripper
Blinded by nebulous smoke that quells
Spurning unworthy spirits under spells
The keeper bolster the burnished gates of the knight
Left are girded soldiers groping for light
When the gates opened
The keeper questioned the strong soldiers of faith:
"Why are you all blind?!..."
Soldiers cried, "We were deceived by angels of false faith behind"
"I just opened your eyes...
Keep your faith in Thee and reach for the skies!"
Copyright © Clifford Villalon | Year Posted 2023
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