A dream awoke me. I saw and I wrote.
Please do not ask what it means. for it will mean many things to many people.

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Dark Testament
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I am cast as flotsam on the wind,
Disused abused and tossed away
While those around me are as blind
Hide the light that would show the way.

My soul is black and marked with sin
Slow destruction of that which was me.
I dream of the past and what I have been.
Loathing that, which has become me.

There is no sin that’s not marked my being.
Commandments fall at my very hand.
I have torn the veil that hides what you’re seeing
Wreaked havoc and pain across the land.

Soon I shall leave you, my testament made.
From planted seed my crop you shall harvest
From land laid waste from my bloody blade
My pain and death shall lay you to rest.

Soon they shall rise to take me away.
Dark shifting demons from ‘neath the earth.
I shall not fight them I will obey
And I shall return at my time of rebirth.

Shed not a tear when you hear of my leaving
Let not remorse darken your day.
For deep in the ether my web I’ll be weaving.
And on my return over earth I’ll hold sway.

© Robin. A. Spicer

7th December 2003 2.40 am