The Blood Red Moon.

by Poppy   Sep 5, 2004


Night surrounds us,
As we run,
Toward the moon,
That blood red moon.

The sun has run,
Far from this night,
What have we done?
What can put this right?

Fallen angels,
Dwell near by,
Evil demons,
Help them die.

God has fallen,
God has run,
Leaving us,
With out a sun.

Dark intent,
Evil ways,
Rules the days,
That left with him.

Undead walk,
Dieing talk,
Evil laughs,
At our tears.

And into the night,
We run to them,
Nothing left,
But death.

But he won’t let us go,
Not with out a fight,
Not with out the innocent,
Giving up all their might.

Light left with God,
Night came with them,
Evil lurks in sight,
We are left with no light.

Why wont you come,
Help us out?
Why wont you stop them?

The blood red moon,
Hangs in the night,
Help won’t come soon,
Their will never be light.

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  • 20 years ago

    by insane authority

    hey i liked the rhyme!! n the idea of the poem

    keep it up!!