Sleep Deprivation (A Poem)

Over the hills and far away
Blood was spilt and emotion played
Careful the spider crept
‘Pon, old, old castle step
Forward through the space and time
Abandoning cold reason, for whimsical rhyme
Frost mountain, bright with chill
Golden forest rising from red, red hill
Hellish bonfires blaze in the black
Forgotten dreams hidden in back
Starlight dances within that ebony blaze
While glass is shattered under his gaze
Claws of evil reaching out ‘cross the land
In deadly pact, holding the devils hand
Old oaths forgotten, and at wishes we sneer
As the dawn of the death draws to us near
Passions flare and quickly dim down
While deadly demons dance, dance in the town
Head rocked to slip on breasts loving sway
While paths are lost but shown is the way
Trees bloom with corpses, flowers with death
And the taste of war is on the king’s breath
Ships sail over waters blue with shame
Soldiers and merchants both looking for fame
Credible sources smashed over massacre rocks
Doors are bolted, barred and held with locks
Never to keep out what walks the red sea
Hell broken lose, over you, over me
Great waves of golden grain lost in the flames
While dismembered head play strange word games
Foreheads crease with frowns of worry
Decision are made in quite a big hurry
Wrong is what we’re doing right now
And yet still they dance, twirl dip and bow
Distracting the people with a lovely linen dance
Caring razors cut through her careful stance
Ropes pull tight and skulls still laugh
Blood rain falls, fills the kings orb and staff
Dancing with the demons and courting doom
While white curtains billow into a black room
Shattering the stars that bring the fire of belief
So that the king would be god and death a relief
Marching forward with the torch of hate in his hold
And all forced along; stumbling forward in hot and cold
Hell can wait, we march to war
Though we’ve never known what for