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[bodytext] => I The lights in this city are beacons Showing every move, Laying bare every action. Shining bright, Burning the night. Nineteen years have come and gone. On broken brick streets We, like shadows, lurk Between walls. The darkness falls. By the tolling of the midnight bell, A lone songbird sings Our dead city’s anthem. “Coo Ka-chu, They come for you.” II A pale horse rides onward in strides Down alleys and lanes Searching for his master. He is coming, Hear the drumming. Under the street lamps, water runs Into the sewers below Where rats fester and writhe. Plague is stirring, Feel it burning. All of this while our sepulcher town sleeps Under the blanket of smog. The burning coal incubates. Factory fires, Like funeral pyres. III We lie awake in the silence of the night With hands under our pillows Waiting for sleep to take us. In our dreams, We hear their screams. The windows are closed and bolted shut And blinds drawn and closed But still, the shrieking invades. Again we pray, For breaking day. Marinating in our sweat, baking under sheets We hide from the swirling madness Seized with a primal, jungle fear. Holding breath, We wait for death. IV Finally, the red sun spreads over the horizon Over rooftops, over chimneys And chases away the shadow. Golden light, Breaks through the night. The city comes to life again as the sun takes its throne To reign the day once more Over the dead city below. Kingdom come, The day’s begun. The sepulcher town rises again, and hides its ugly scar; We prisoners trapped within its walls Left to dread the coming dusk. Night arrives, Terror revives. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 146 [topic] => 13 [informant] => surfwiththealien [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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