THE TALK OF AN EVIL TOWN
Sat, 07/23/2016 - 14:39 -- Poetic Judy Emery
Rose dust upon the white snow
this is how my story goes ;
the ravens fly deep into the night sky
while the old sad moon cast its gloom
the black cats are prowling around
eating upon the rats of the town ,

As I was walking
I hard some talking
about how bad I am
holding a lamp around town
casting stone upon clowns
with witch bones in a bag of Jupiter dust ,

the church around this small hateful town
made a fire higher then the empire
casting rose dust and lust into dark spells
of a life of a living hell
a little old man rang the bell
while Dark Angel cast his spell
that had made everyone i'll ,

Now all that talk had left a mark
on everyone holding jealousy in their hearts for me
their eyes burn deep into the night
they blasphemed about everything
I stand around them all holding a lamp of fire
all my wrath of the past is coming back on you
that cast the stone of abuse in hallowed places
will be your faces in different places ,

Oh how the little town of the past laughed
but I never looked back
while the fools cast their stones
I walked away in beauty of the night
holding what is of the light  
of what is right in my own life .

Poetic Judy Emery (c)