The Craving by Ulric Henry
Bats in the bellfree
Bats in the cave
Bats on a monarchs plate
An insidious crave
Bats in the mind and in the blood and in the streets
People walking in a trance of zombie like fleets
Beware take care
Go reville if you dare
We meet in small and safe places to end all well cared thoughts and pay attention to lifes fare
In truth we are united and divided as one
But the strength of the will will care on our might and bring us to a bright light that we can accomplish more than we thought.
More than we bargain for as we stand knocking on fates door.
We are the power against the threat and the threat has power against us.
In the end we are it and it is us.
We are our own makers of our lives and in truth, for it has no disguise and lies.
The bats now take flight in the darkness of the night.
For we have brought forward the ulimate fright. We are oursleves and we fight against any force or any plight.
The craving has dimmed and we now unite and become that bright spark of light to bring fright to the darkness out side our lives.
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