Dark Pursuit

Dark Pursuit

Trailing my way home at mid night
Listening to the lazy chat of ghosts
Ancient great men trapped in the forest
painful lamentation of souls on a lost path

Curse be upon that white witch
Curse be upon the magical gifts he offered
Many years our blood line suffered
The evil of the deceitful witch

Our minds seduced into pure hate
Our believes shattered by a new order
Please preacher preach no further
If the ways of the old you underestimate

The bitterness has kept us for ages
The sorrow has made us stronger
To return home we are now eager
No more to live like savages

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2 Responses to “Dark Pursuit”

  1. This poem is fantastic!

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