The watchman in the tower
Sounded out the alarm
Of something strange on the horizon
That might cause the people harm,
While not quite sure if he is correct
He prays that it not be
The enemy he was on duty to sight
Slipped past his eyes that see,
For there are strange cries within the camp
Which he is now aware
Allowing him to believe
The enemy's already there,
So he shouts aloud with all hope
A sharp cry which does resound
In the hope that all will rise
And just have a look around,
Just in case his hunch might be correct
That the enemy's already within
Hoping all will join him in the shout
If they suspect it too therein.

Judy Emery © 1982
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery