Young Prince Poem by James Casey

Dare not slumber, young prince
Your vigil, dare not flee!
Their true intents are too intense
For the likes of a man like thee...

T'was difficult for any man
To see or much less know.
As she is not the sort that can
Let what's inside her show...

Emotion hidden 'neath the mask
That smiles like a clown.
She seems to go about the task
Of harboring her frown...

Echoes from the past are lit
By waning candle light.
That flicker lest you forget
Those demons out at night!

You dare not sleep for slumber
It deems you weak and unaware
Your mind grows ever number
By their siren song beware

Who's seeking motive, cunning
The cost of having hence.
Exposed to him, the affliction
That, is their true intent

So dare not slumber young prince
To neither, give of thee.
Their true desires are too intense
For men, the likes of me...

So stay with her O' young prince
I bid thee fair thee well
For it is, my hope my little hints
Will keep you out of hell