Chains of the Past
Black Crow it circles waiting to feast.
Searching for more and taking the least
Clever the foe to make it past night
Nothing to lose, more willing to fight
Invisible now and travel the ghost
Searching the waves while making the most.
Hide from the shadow to wonder out loud.
Afraid of the darkness, head heavy and bowed
Opposites lie upon nothing to speak
Scars that grow heavy seem angry and weak
Strength from the mighty to find absolution
Heavy the night and no retrobution.
Friday August 4, 2017 10:00 p.m.