In the Dungeon

It’s this,

not that.

time

is

void

null and that.

here, we

ask

not

why.

covered rain

not of me

Lightening strikes

clock

chimes

three.

tit for tat

squeaking

rats.

it’s

he

who

speaks

uneasily.

hold on

to righteousness

when ones character is weak.

Hear me well,

running boys,

I

urge you on

it’s my right…

‘in the Dungeon’

tonight

go

down those

stairs

and hear

those

ringing

church bells

and

meet your

destiny

and look

down

deeply

into

the

wishing

well.

the

devout

hooded

droids

will be waiting

to greet you

in the

blackness

of no sky.

no fear,

they

bear

no

false witness

in your quest

where no

one

ever

cries

another

tear.

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