The Morbid Night

Something I wrote in 2006 on a dark poetry binge

I find within me untold might

While in the ecstasy of flight

Within the night... the morbid night

Where darkest demons set their sights

On foul and inhumane delights

I'm willing to pay any price

No limits to my sacrifice

To serve the night... the morbid night

Where hypocrites fall to vices

As the call of sin entices

I do not fear the day I'll die

For I've embraced the evil eye

That rules the night... the morbid night

Where when I'm gone I'll find my prize

Before the throne where evil lies

Jim Lonsdale Poetry 2006 / 2024