Ascending the stairs in serenities shield.
Yet the journey is not in peace.
Accent complete you walk the tier.
They are called cells, to inmates someone's house....
This journey is planned, watched by all and none.
A tense hush is covered by noise made on purpose.
One is trying to make a name, the other wants his name unknown.
With each step closer a transformation takes place.
As man turns to beast, humanity is caged and the demon is released.
Its now at the door smiling, set free at last by master.
Finger-nailed hand now clawed reaches...opens the door.
Inside the cell there are two instead of one waiting.
The one who wants his name known is scared.
The one who wants his name unknown is calm.
The demon asks "What are you doing here"?
One enemy replies "I am here to watch".
The demon grins, amused, tasting the lie.
I am now pure evil incapable of mercies.
It enters the cage and the battle begins.
Respect is not always given or earned.
Sometimes its taken by force.
Yet the journey is not in peace.
Accent complete you walk the tier.
They are called cells, to inmates someone's house....
This journey is planned, watched by all and none.
A tense hush is covered by noise made on purpose.
One is trying to make a name, the other wants his name unknown.
With each step closer a transformation takes place.
As man turns to beast, humanity is caged and the demon is released.
Its now at the door smiling, set free at last by master.
Finger-nailed hand now clawed reaches...opens the door.
Inside the cell there are two instead of one waiting.
The one who wants his name known is scared.
The one who wants his name unknown is calm.
The demon asks "What are you doing here"?
One enemy replies "I am here to watch".
The demon grins, amused, tasting the lie.
I am now pure evil incapable of mercies.
It enters the cage and the battle begins.
Respect is not always given or earned.
Sometimes its taken by force.
by Brad Dawson
Words In Motion 2014
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