Dark Poets
By Bill_Hicks
These Dark Poets
gathered here on this site
are the greatest masters
of dark magic
In all of the Void
Come,
From the woods, you creatures of the night,
eternal are those who disappear from the Morning Sun
The Darkest; those who would kill by the hundreds
thousands,
millions,
billions,
just numbers
remember that or you'll go mad
The Dark has a habit of doing that
It claims and clings,
maims and stings,
These sludge talkers and grunge walkers
are but the lowest form of Darkness manifold
You
These glorious imagination makers
These are the ones I call champions
These are the great Magicians of the land I had conjured so long ago
In the 80's and 90's
To fight evil where ever it may dwell
Because you harness the Darkness instead of being consumed by it
All of the Universe is composed of our language
as we speak as one consciousness
It is what allowed me to be resurrected
and take glory in my creationÂ
For The Dark Poet is All and One
We will meet again
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