Kill The Light

Kill The Light short poem

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I didn’t know what to say
When first I came to the City.
The great white buildings, the sweeping hill
Leading up to the Palace at the top
As if it were built
Around Olympus itself.

But I was young, and foolish.
The City has a dark side,
And soon I succumbed to its wrath
The City robbed me of every penny I had
And left me to the elements.

But where there is dark there must also be light.
A girl from a rich family,
Took me in, gave me food, water, and bed.

But the dark side of the city wasn’t finished.
Late in the night, they came for them.
The father, the mother……Dead.
Their throats slashed like ritual offerings.

My hatred was unbridled.
The darkness had enrobed the light.
I slashed at the assassin blindly
Like a mindless drone,
I didn’t know.

As the lights in the streets turned off
I saw the true nature of reality.
Bodies hanging from the ceiling,
Men and women, filthily entrapped,
Dying from the corruption.

My anger accelerated, and
So too did my sword, as it tasted rich blood.
Both my sword and I relish that metallic flavour,
The fuel of corruption spilling from their veins.

The assassins left that forsaken place,
As did I.
And the illusion dispelled,
As everlasting night fell
Over the grand city.

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My muse is like an excitable dog. It catches sight of totally random things and starts yapping and running around and wagging its tail and WILL NOT STOP until I write a poem about it.My poetry is sometimes based on personal experience and sometimes on other things. Aside from that, I enjoy video games (My favourite game series is Mass Effect) and the popular television show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic.
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