FLOWING TEARS

Let me move slowly through the crowed
that is filled with so much flowing of tears,
in every shifting eye watches me walk on by,
with fear on their minds all the time,

the old sounds of a train that brings on rain,
with a step sound of pain,
that beats deep into the ears that hear,
the ancient murmuring pours out
like cold September memories,

How fast those old flitting figures come back!
Words that are cold and very evil,
That pierce at the souls of long ago,
The fierce face that haunts the night
With flame’s eyes;

With a thoughtless smile,
are on the slaves face, while Dark Angel walks
through the weeping crowed looking for me,
in the night secret tears fall, left a trace of their faith
upon the wet ground of the lost yet not found,

Moonlight the whisper flows,
that pass through the minds of all kinds,
the words of Dark Angel toils on their minds
day and night like clockwork,
where strife is made to never rest;


Into the crowed my name did spread,
while Dark Angel plays on their mind,
the manipulation runs deep to all those who weep
in cold chambers, they will always be
until thing change in the way they think,
In silence is where I will be,

sitting in the graveyard of those who sleep,
happy are they that kept their faith,
God Jehovah is preparing a home for the meek,
where children played on green grass,
in tenderness, they did speak, but now they sleep;

Oh, you slave that gave up the faith
your tears shall fall on empty hearts,
words of hate will always tread into this darken life,
Dark Angel drinks the tears up that falls in his cup,
the sorrow of the second death,

Oh, you slaves that are in mortal pains,
Come and dance into the rain of faith,
never let go of the love you once known,
let the love shine on in your souls,

Don’t let Dark Angel,
leave you in the cold darkness,
soon the hour will come, when Jehovah and Jesus
will end all darkness, so, stand strong for the faith
even while being teased in darken dreams.

Poetic Judy Emery © 2017
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery