Saturday, November 13, 2010

He is also always there

I see Him
watching
staring
searching
testing
compelling

Frightening
he calls
I cannot run

Raw, Black power surges through Him
flashes of Darkness crackling
body bright with Evil

I see Him
I stare back
Feeling His presence
Knowing His Evil
I cannot run

[1997]
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