What He Found
He sits alone and softly prays
That what he found won’t stay
But he hears it whisper his name
“Let me in dear one you will gain”
The secret was not known to all
For it will lead the world to fall
When it started it was so innocent
The game was fun if not a little bent
For the blood oath he had taken
Was how it was awakened
The smile on its face was clear
There was evil that was so near
It had got inside his head
And made him wish to be dead
But he knows if he were to die
The end would come from the sky
So now he sits and softly prays
That it will lose and go away.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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