The Night he came - Poetry

in esteem •  5 months ago

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A four legged creature,
Looking ever so innocent,
Walked in one night.

How could we ever say no?
For it looked harmless.

That it was not,
Never ever really.

An angel of death,
Descended to the ground.

Spoke in the ear of the goat,
Invoking and casting an initiation.

Thoughts never sweeped in,
They never really do.

Preachers of destruction,
Setting about their usual task.

A part of me,
Wanted to sing a praise.

Those were the signs of temptation,
Cast upon all the people.

Actions of the past,
Deeds that can't be undone,
We remained to action upon this.

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