Updated: Jan 9
The start of October sees the darkness envelope the brightly lit corners increasing each day until an explosion of fear and blood and horror that besets us on Halloween.
At the end of your weary path he waits
Dark Shadow guarding death’s cold gates
It is he that each of us will finally meet
At that moment life will seem so sweet.
He stands in silence as the banshees howl
His visage shadowed by his heavy cowl
The souls beyond him moan and groan
They forgot that this life is only on loan.
The sounds of the tortured dead
Will shrivel your soul with dread
But past the shadow two paths lead
Along one it’s true that demons feed.
The other path leading from that hideous place
Is surely known as the true path of grace
If you do not make it don’t others blame
It is you whose life was betrayal and shame.
Dark Shadow stands at the parting of the ways
With your soul from here on eternity plays
Along one path there is love, safety and light
The other choice will your whole eternity blight.
Don’t complain to that silent soulless shade
The choice of path, actions in life have made
DarkShadow only directs you to the next stage
Your route is already recorded on the page.
In life you can live happily in the shadowy dark
Be true and constant and you’ll leave your mark
In life you can live outwardly decent and clean
But your hypocrite soul makes your eternity mean.
The path to DarkShadow is long and fraught
But one thing life has to me surely taught
If you let love and compassion lead the way
For eternity my friends in the light you’ll play.
©Khalil Goddard 2013.
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