The Washed Aways

A.C.Saylor

They stand in front of the coming storm.

They are dark as ebony and black as rain.
Their mixed coloration form shades of gray.
Their minds are inundated with blackest night.

From the darkest hole, they prophesize.

With their predictions, they spread dread, fear, and despair.
To those who hear them, they scream.
They scream and run in fear.

They are found everywhere and anywhere.

There is no escape.
You may think that you are safe,
But no place is safe.

They work for a sole operator,

Who lives beneath our lives.
He sends out demons to stir us away
They take hold on lives.
Some may leave and some may stay.

Those who stay will harm us.

Our lives will ever be changed.
We be changed and held prisoner.
Trapped and perform against our wills.

So take head and be warned.

For they are real as gold and true as day.
Take head….and be prepared.