The Fallen The Child Who Is He. Poem by anthony rubino

THE FALLEN THE CHILD WHO IS HE!
BLESSESSD WAS WHAT THE MOTHER AND FATHER OF ALL HAD SAID.
DIFFERENT IS WHAT THEY WERE TAUGHT TO BELIEVE,
FOR INDIFFERENCE IS ALL THE CHILDREN ARE TO REIEVE!

THERE WALKS A CHILD WITH HANDS NEVER BEHIND HIS BACK!
FOR ON HIS BACK TRUTH AND PAIN ARE TO BE CARRIED,
WHEN THERE WAS WAS ONE WHO NOW BE AN ANGEL AND LOVE,
INSTEAD WITH THESE HE SHOULD BE MARRIED!

NOW WHEN THIS CHILG COULD,
HE WOULD GO AT AND AT THE WOOD,
FOR THE WOOD HE COULD SHAVE AND PLANE.BUT UNBREAKABLE AND UNBEARABLE BE THIS, HIS POST AND CHAIN,
FOR NOLONGER WAS HE TO SHARE IN HIS PAIN!
ON HOLY GROUND AGAIN AND AGAIN HAS HE STOOD, WAS THE ONE WHO WEARS THE HOOD!

AN ARTIST AND HIS CANVAS,
A PORTRAIT OF WHAT BE SADNESS,
HEIGHTING AND BEAUTIFUL BE DOUGH HIS MADNESS!

HIS IS TO HAVE FRAYED CREASES AND SEAMS,
BROKEN PROMISES AND BROKEN DREAMS.
HIS IS TO KNOW NO FEARS,
TO KNOW THAT THESE ONLY BE NIGHTMARES!


EMOTIONLY STRAVED BE THE CHARACTER AND PRERSONALITY THAT LONG AGO WAS TO HAVE BEEN CARVED.

AWIFE THERE WASN’T TO BE,
AMOTHER WHO NEVER BE!

AGAIN AND AGAIN TO KNOW LOSS,
BUT STEADY AND TRUE IS HELD THE COURSE
OF THE RELENTLEESS GREAT WHITE HORSE,
THAT IS TO DRAG MANY A CROSS!

SO PROUD AND STRONG IS THE WALK OF THE ONE POSSESS THE HEART OF A LION,
DISCOVERED WAS GHOST, THAT WHICH BE MADE OF IRON!
THIS BE ONE OF THE FALLEN TITAN!

TO FRIGFHTEN EVIL PEOPLE,
TO DOES THIS DR. JEKYLL AND MR. HIDE,
WHAT GOOD DOES IT DO NOW TO RUN TO THE CHURCHES STEEPLE!

NOT TO, NEVER TO, EVER TO, STAND DOWN,
TO THE ONES WHO WEAR AND USE THE CHRIST AS A CROWN! ! ! ! ! !

HEAVEYLY PLATED ARE HIS ANGELIC BONE,
SO PAGEN BE HIS OWN,
THOSE THAT WILL SPLIT THE THROWN!

THE WOLF, THIS WOLF WILL BE ALONE,
FOR HIS, HE DID ATONE,
WASTELANDS AND FOFESTS ALWAYS DOES HE ROAM,
FOR THESE PLACE BE HIS HOME!

THE HORSE AGAIN IS TO LIE IN CITY OF TROY.
FROM THE INSIDE OUT, EVIL AND IT’S SECRETS,
FOR THERE IS ANOTHER, AND OF THESE THINGS,
WILL COME TO DESTROY!

SO WICKED IS THE WEB THIS HUMAN SPIDER IS TO SPIN,
TO BE RETRIEVED WILL BE WHAT IS EVIL AND IT’S SIN.
BEING EXPOSED IS WHAT LIES WITHIN,
THE LITTLE MAGICAL BLACK BOX WHICH IS MADE OF TIN!
FOR SOONER OR LATER AN ANSWERING SHALL BEGIN!

his be the BODY AND FACE THAT BEARS THE SCARS,
OF HIS DANCE AMONGEST THE INFINITE STARS!

FAMED AND DESIRED ARE THE CHILDREN WHO BE DIFFERENTLY,
BUT OF THIS UNHOLY EXSISTENCE THEY’VE TIRED!
BUT YET TO SURVIVE THE FIRE,
THAT WHICH BE KNOWN AS THE VAMPIRE,
TO TRANSPIRE DID THIS CHILD,
THAT WHICH IS THE DRAGONS DESIRE!

THE MYTHICAL, FRANTICALLY DRIVEN DRAGON KNOWS THAT IT MUST’INT STOP,
FOR WHAT IT SEEKS BENEATH THE SURFACE WAS TO OF RUINED MANY A CROP!

HE WHO BE THE CHILD OF A WOMAN CALLED “RAIN ‘,
WHO BE THE MOTHER THAT KNEW NOT HOW TO EXPRESS HER PAIN!

HER LITTLE BOY BLUEAND HIS GIFT TO KNOW AND KEEP WHAT ALWAYS WAS TO BE SO TRUE!
GONE WAS THAT, THAT WHICH BROUHT JOY,
BROKEN WOULD BECOME HIM, THIS LITTLE BOY!

RAIN’S UN-PEN-ABLE BULL,
HOW AT TIMES WAS TO SHINE AND BE JUST OH SO BEAUTIFUL.

TO SWEAT BE COLD STEELAND BOILING LEAD,
A THREAT SO REAL, FOR HER BULL HAD NEVER RED!

PRISON CELLS RING BELLS,
AS INK FLOWS ACROSS THE PAGE,
COLD AND CALCULATED ALWAYS IS HIS RAGE!

BLESSESSD BE THIS CHILD WHO KNOWS HORRORS AND DEATH,
WHO FIGHTS FOR EVERY BREATH!

BLESSESSD BE THE CHILDREN WHO DESTROY WHAT IS CRUEL AND INHUMAN.

AN INFANT WHO WAS TOSHINE BRIGHTER THAN THAT, THAT BE LIGHT,
TO RECEIVE MANY A GIFT,
ONE SUCH HAS HAVING GREAT INSIGHT,
FOR THIS BE THE CHILD OF LIGHT,
WHO BE THE FATHER AND MOTHER OF ALLS BLACKEST KNIGHT!
BLESSESSD BE WHAT THE MOTHER AND FATHER OF ALL HAD SAID!
TO COMMIT AWRONG TO BRING ABOUT A RIGHT,
THEN SO BE IT!
FORBIDDENNOT, SHOULD HAVE NEVER BEEN THE CHILDRENS FLIGHT.

LET THE CHILD PRAY AND DO HIS PENENCE,
FOR THE WOLF IS TO FOREVER SERVE HIS SETIENCE.

BLESSESSD BE THE MOTHER’S LAST WORDS,
THOU SHALL BE DONE,
BLESSESD WAS MY GIFT ONE! ! ! ! !