Sandman
I ask why do you spray thedust upon my face?
Why do you say you belong
to time alone?
I spray dust upon the face of darkness
who shall speak of evil.
God once said who shall spray thy dust
shall be of stone.
Stone to rock gave into the darkest
of night.
The dust blew into the evil night and
cast the demons to shed the blood
into the dawn of lambs.
Witches cast spells upon the blood
that drips from the fangs of the wolf
who shall seek their hunger.
The devil seeks the brains to become
his trolls of the nights tale.
The sand becomes the drifter and cast its
spell of the devils night.
Mr Sandman can you come out to play
the evil ways of the darkest night.
The brain and the blood becomes
the drifter of
hunger, for the feast of the sand.
Poetry by wbluerose02
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Written on 2005-11-27 at 04:36
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