A Hill on the Edge of the Night Date: Saturday, 1st November 2008 @ 08:12:46 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: Rakerman1999 I stood on a hill at the edge of the night With half in the darkness and half in the light The world of the shadows, the world of the sun And me in the middle belonging to none Across a great distance I saw with my eyes An ocean of men calling out battle cries Half loyal to darkness, half loyal to light And I'm on a hill at the edge of the night With faces of demons, e'er closer they came While cursing and killing, they're calling my name And I am not worthy nor willing to fight I'm just on a hill at the edge of the night So cruel and sadistic the war that is waged The hatred and anger cannot be assuaged And I must discern who is wrong and who's right A man on a hill at the edge of the night Death by the sword or the tip of a lance Can be preordained or just happen by chance But neither is worse than my pitiful plight I'm stuck on a hill at the edge of the night This poem is Copyright © Rakerman1999 Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=146052