+ The Fallen Poem by Jordan Legaspi

The fallen


Lay your weary head and keep thy heart empty
The sun is on his way out dancing in the air
While moon and star fix on him so blindly
Seen nothing the soul that passes into shadowy tear,
Music of Pan from the woods calling thy breath-abode
To come and sing death the tongue of eastern princes
Whose king and lords chained to the nether world
Watched by two headed god the killing and wars,
Oh mans age slowly no more the gates of Hades open
To let go angels of no name and of no face to bare
That crept into silence and consumed the peace of heaven
Leave no bone nor flesh this beast throne without fear,
The fallen Satan the prince whose eyes like of you
Malice and hatred clothe you the monsters claw.