Gemini Rising

Day #2 - Ballad - Soul so Scarred

Goooood afternoon to all!!

Updated: 10/15 -- Wicked excited to share that this ballad earned a Poetry MB! Big Thank you Ms. Lucifer Morningstar !!



Here is my Day #2 entry for the following contest:

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13 Poetic Days of Halloween Contest  (E) Let your spooky poetry shine. Opens October 13th- closes midnight October 26th WDC time. #2328177 by Ms. Lucifer Morningstar

Ballad --


The night was dark and oh, so weary
He worked through the hours, oh, so dreary
Sweat poured off his brow,
In the midnight hours oh, so eerie

Why did he slave so hard?
Why was his soul so scarred?

Lighting coils and high voltage displays
Rain thundering, mists sprays
The air is foul with stench
The stitches weak with frays

Why did he slave so hard?
Why was his soul so scarred?

Flesh all around
Skin on the ground
He sews with a storm in his heart
Ready for the final stitch, ready to astound

Why did he slave so hard?
Why was his soul so scarred?

Lightning rods in the air
Channeled into the lair
A bolt hits a pound of flesh to come alive
He stands stunned by the glare

Why did he slave so hard?
Why was his soul so scarred?

Hideous legs stand afoot
Sausage fingers flex, cardiac output
Beats an erratic tattoo.
It stands before him, naked and flatfoot.

Why did he slave so hard?
Why was his soul so scarred?

What will his creation do?
It lumbers awkwardly in the stew
Then destroys the equipment of life
Before leaving in the morning dew

Why did he slave so hard?
Why was his soul so scarred?

The creator stands shocked
Surrounded by stench, unable to walk
What part of his soul has he given away
To a monster that can’t be stopped?

**Author's Note: Daily happenings and musings will be a separate post.