A POET'S SACRIFICE
O ancient witches of the Old
The Grandmasters of all conjurers
Apex of the high-altitude flyers
My heavenly mothers that wake alongside the moon
With powers glowing brighter than the sun
Summon you not can the Grey Wizards of Great
Their lips lack the fortification to chant your potent sigils
For you are the mists in the dark clouds
Strongest waves in the shady storms
Most regal amongst mysterious birds
Darkest of all black panthers
Ye are those who cast spells with no wands
Turning mountains to lowlands
I pray thee O lords of the twilight
Protect me from the evils of the starry night
Strengthen me with your blessed elixirs
Let me drink not from the accursed herbs
L. 'Bafunto
© 2017
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