alone

Faint whispers, a wisp away from silence
He stood there alone, astray
The sounds began to veer down

And then, with pounding heart and heavy breaths
Was heard, and the world around him wakened
Heinous hunger drove those minions of menace
Those that bore no semblance of the living
But lamentations of the wicked and the undead

He quickly reached for the hilt, trembling
Wary, afraid and in this dire loneliness, suffering
Thousands swarmed like luminous clouds of fireflies
And screeching, growling, uttering the unheard

Though the darkness grew, the moon offered
Faint shafts of light dispersing through the canopy
Then the blade of the sword glistened blue
Unsheathed now, it aroused the demons
One after one they came, and he anew
Fought off his fears and the fiends

Faint whispers, a wisp away from silence
He stood there alone, astray
The sounds began to veer down

of his brethren

Silently, slipped he into sheer shadow

Whilst the darkness bathed him, he saw afar

Scarlet stains shimmering in neon

Green and malignant blue flickering on

Pink flesh splattered against the brick

May this sick soul rest in peace, he said

Let the dead pass, let the dead rest

Slid his sword in scabbard safe, safe

From breathing lungs and pounding hearts

Alive, In the echoes of chirping crickets

Slithering sewer rats, the night was still alive

More?Enough?

Who judgeth?Who will judge the judges?

Will dusk hide him still

Or will the dawn for once reveal?

This sordid image ,this wicked mind

Visceral villainy Oh! so kind

Of him to rid one too many of men

One too many of his brethren