The Awakening.A Poem by Paul BellThanks to, Galadriel for the words.The noose stops swinging Darkness finds a new home Laying dormant Waiting and watching Until that day He awakens Seeking out the vanquished With his sword and fangs Flashing death Throughout the night Smashing the egos of his enemies A survivor at last he smiles, As he watches the bloody mass of bodies Pile up before him. © 2018 Paul BellReviews
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