The Raven's Way
Among the dead contest
Joe Incatasciato
Her Heart is black with malice.
Her beauty cloaks her greed
With their blood she fills her chalice
and consumes them while they bleed
To love she is a stranger
Her motive's building wealth
The naive can't sense the danger
and are soon in declining health
She has been adored by many
and each one she's left to rot
For remorse, she hasn't any
As she gazes on their plots
It's said she's followed by a flock
Of all her murdered shills
They follow not to end her stalk
but because they love her still
Use caution. when in love you fall
Take care, or become her prey
For she cannot feel love at all
Beware, The Raven's way
Copyright © Joe Inka | Year Posted 2011
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