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