Edge of the Night
Night, a sword with two blades
All Earthly beings walk along the edge
Ready to fall into pits of despair.
As people walk, creatures lurk.
Around every corner,
Behind every bend
Ready to push them off as a little trick.
Demons follow where people walk
People with the looks of cats,
Looks of dogs,
They fight in the streets
Scaring the humans into screams.
The sword called Night
Knows many prey.
Knives into backs,
Swords into stomachs.
A little poison in the ear.
Alas all is under a screen.
Night is known to be the excuse for most
Watch were your next foot falls
For there will be a trick
And you may lose footing.
But the Night will not care,
Just swallow up it's next meal
And wait like a trap about to spring
On an unsuspecting prey.
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