What Lies In Wait Redux

The tainted light shining from afar
Was fainter than a noonday star
Yet fear tried to hold them at bay,
The fear of what must, in wait, lay.
They were driven, against their will,
Toward the source of every ill.
They were driven by force so great
It could crush them with its mighty weight.
And that is what made them press on:
Realizing hope was gone.
All too soon they reached the place
Where they'd been led through time and space,
And when allowed to raise their eyes
The air was pierced with frightened cries.

Read the commentary

poetisms main