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A Presence

In the still of daylight dawning I wait My presence Unbidden By those I seek Here I stand As the sun slowly rises From its nocturnal slumbers Yet shall they feel my presence Those who have unknowingly called me To this desolate place Oh yes, they shall know me Those fools who meddle in affairs They cannot understand Yet have not the wisdom To draw back from the brink Of the disaster They are making Their pathetic sorcery Has loosed the long-forged chains That bound me in slavery Now will I wreak my destiny Upon the pathetic creatures That have recklessly brought me To this place In my blazing hand I will carry My thrice forged blade Once in pestilence Once in war And once in injustice It will be a symbol Of the destruction That I bring Upon them all 18/09/2000
Published inPoemPsycheSociety

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