Tuesday, July 16, 2013

the dark lord watching the glow


The dark lord on the fire
He sits alone watching the glow
The shadows dancing his eyes feel wary
Of a time he knows nothing

The horses of bargaining
The pretenders will come
He has to mend his fences
The back stabbers must be contained

The strings of vibration
It echoes poorly on him
He can't speak his mind
He has his orders to keep quiet

The pretenders march
Throwing potshots at him
The dark lord throws some woods
The fire glow enlarging his shadow

There was a time
The web of his power spread
Now he knew his power ebbed
The wrong strategy the power faltered

The little demons within his circle
Grinding knives for the stroking cuts
The wounds will heal but work must carry on
He looks at the dancing light thinking of his own

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