THE LAND OF THE DAMNED

THE LAND OF THE DAMNED THE LAND OF THE DAMNED

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Genre: Horror

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Summary

A horror poem about a scuttling horror that has a town lost to fear.
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Summary

A horror poem about a scuttling horror that has a town lost to fear.

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Submitted: July 28, 2011

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Submitted: July 28, 2011

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Terror stalks the lonely streets
Of a town that is lost to fear,
Silence rules the roads by night
As a malignant figure nears.

Screaming breaks the silence
As an awful creature comes,
Scything heads like barley ears
Until the night is done.

No-one dares to even plea
As terror heads their way,
Nothing living dares to move
And none dare even pray.

Crying throughout the night
In this doleful place,
Death in black raiments
Set against the human race.

Claw-like scratching echoes
Through this dreadful town,
Squid-like beaks are pecking
To break a thick door down:

Inside the door six people
Hide their lives away,
But scuttling death approaches
And hours remain till day.

Soon screaming cries ring out
As clawing, biting, pecking,
Reduces six poor people
To a bloody, seeping mess.

Horror fills the night
In a town that’s lost to fear,
No-one living dares to breathe
And no outside dares come near.

THE END
© Copyright 2011
Philip Roberts,
Melbourne, Australia


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