Dark Peoms

The Wicked Path Of Destiny

I walk the face of earth once more,

a mindless puppet, my strings are torn.

the creaky bones, the bad eyesight,

yet the chance to turn wrong to right.

wars-a-waging, old mans guilt,

the worlds now on more then just a tilt.

parents weeping, children slain,

bloody thoughts, fear will reign.

I look in the shadows, a creature did lurk,

he whispered to me, hiding a smirk.

"Thou shalt be killed if thee can't find,

the demon lurking in thou mind."

So off I ventured, to quench my thirst,

of corpses piled with hearts-a-burst.

And on that quest what did I see?

The Wicked Path Of Destiny