Dreamers

Dreamers do not see
The common in the common
Nor the dagger bullet fang
Stalking from the shadows.

Dreamers do not see
The treacheries of friends
Nor the threats--nay, promises!--
Of the Forsaken and the Damned.

Dreamers do not see
The dangers ideals birth
Nor the excuses weakness makes
To flee the fires of salvation.

But I see
The demons in the darkness
Who lobby joy in status quo,
And graze upon the human soul.

As I too see
A glimpse of magic
In the dreamer’s tale
Which innocents my violate soul.

So while you hunt for
Dreamers on your mundane soil,
Beware the nightwalks
For I too am there...

And some wise demons
Wish to learn to dream.