Undead child

An undead child has been born
In to a living world anew
Raised and kept in lands unworn
And its love for humans grew

Nurtured from a younger age
If it was unknown to pure blood elders
It would be locked away in tiny cage
And sacrificed on bloody alters

But cared for any controlled by man
If grew and lost its urge to eat
Until it found the fitting clan
And a mate that was in heat

They formed an outstanding crew
They hunted and ate all every night
Though they were only a small few
Always hunting together the never lost a fight

These undead ways are all to power
And they rule the days of moon
Man before them does cower
To resist the blood and gore be strewn

In the innocence of a young girl
They trust their children’s birth
That is the way the curse will unfurl
For never being under earth

copyright 2005 © Logan Brown