NIGHT VIGILANTES

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic

A follow-up to my poem, "The Cult of Evil."

Riding out at sunset
Night vigilantes stalk this land,
Tearing down authority
So that they can take command.

The Cult of Evil sends them
Riding out into the night,
Spread chaos through the land
Spreading evil and fright.

Society is their enemy
They all hate the status quo,
So on their giant choppers
Out in the night, they go.

They thunder down the highway
In the dark of night,
Terrifying lone pedestrians
Who get into their sights.

Terror is a weapon that
The vigilantes love to wield,
Wheeling down a jet black road,
Or through some lonesome field.

They love to hurt humanity
Just about any way they can,
Chasing down the innocent
To kill them where they stand.

The Cult of Evil pays them
For every person that they kill,
But they'd do it without payment
Just for the nasty thrill.

The night vigilantes ride
At breathless speeds at night,
Soaring through the darkness
To perform an evil rite.

THE END
© Copyright 2021 Philip Roberts
Melbourne, Victoria, Australia


Submitted: July 17, 2021

© Copyright 2021 Philip Roberts. All rights reserved.

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