Knife Of The Dark Poem by Mac Adrone Adonay

Knife Of The Dark



Preys are on the streets of maze
And alert eyes are wandering
Dragging men in quiv'ring place
Like the hopeless captives shouting
With fear and agony

Like tears of misery
The knife of the dark deeply falls
Ready to put scars in you
The midnight hawk beckons and calls
'Cause vultures have preys to slew.

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