Sent by a higher being they came to face the darkness! The Foureyed Poet.
The waiting room looked neglected and cold
rubbish lay about the floor a silent wind blew
posters hung in tatters from the damp walls
shadows darted about outside the shut door
voices seemed to emanate from somewhere
a foreboding place who would venture here!
Upon this scene some strangers willingly came
most unaware of the evil this space had become
where sunlight did not penetrate this dingy room
rats and insects never came within these walls
soon five would arrive with a special connection
that needed a powerful spiritual protection!
For there was evil and darkness here on earth
long before mankind’s first birth
absorbed into the molecules of god’s creation
intent on possession and extermination!
Like angelic super heroes they came to do battle!
The Foureyed Poet.