The Jackal
Night unto night and day unto day; what is this entity....
Realizing now when I was but a child and the boogeyman whom would
Enter into my dreams and nightmares was no less than that of myself in
A future to be borne amid Jekyll and Hydes scenarios and truths; within
This battle waged by the flesh upon my spirit to possess, its sacred light....
Cravefuls enemy peering through times window and scratching at tomorrows door!?
And I as a frightened child of sort unknowing; to confront its growling pain
Until one day my beautiful Father arrived through the pandorians secret passage to say
“Be not afraid of the terrors which dwell by night for, I Am forever by your side.” ~
His Glory then thus imparted; I being enlightened became myself bold
Towards this perpetual raging storms taunting and wailing cries from outside; ripping
These boards from trembling windows as tearing bolts amid screaming doors....
Dashing through times threshold; only to find that the shadow of tomorrows flesh
Was nowhere to be found and yet hiding behind the bushes a child; this Hyde?!
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....“Knowing, The Jackal” ~
Copyright © John Rhinem | Year Posted 2012
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