Chamber Poem by Naveed Akram

In the search for a plague seeping into the skulls
Our mission of certain decisions has paraded its way
As a death bringer, as an end of everything
This time, this very seductive time.

The green gargoyle has now
Come to life with misery in its feet.
It walks charmingly but hardly a little,
And perhaps rain of blood joins us today.

Over the shoulder we watch our prey,
Linking it with braying sounds not too distant,
Say that you are doing the right thing,
Save me as a joyous companion of a chamber
Or alcove.