Evil In the Night

Scary old ladies and murderous pheins.
Is this reality or lucid dreams?

Shadows plotting in the corner.
I know their desire but she's far
too young to be a mourner.

Alone, they're watching I feel their glare.
I'm scared, their steps I hear.

Clench my needing hand O' Lord. 
The unholy does dare.
Supply me arms, for love they do not care.

There's evil in the night, I stand alone.
As my soul is not their home.


8 thoughts on “Evil In the Night

  1. Excellent. It reads like a middle of the night meditation on the cares of the day that are affecting the conscience of not objecting to the objectionable. War is an easy word but love is longer.


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