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SPIRIT OF DARKNESS
The Spirit Guide waits with patience as the old warrior falls into his final sleep,
He has followed the Great Spirits ways and now the “happy hunting ground” is his to reap.
But with the speed of a striking serpent a Spirit of Darkness leaps into the light.
To steal the Great Spirit’s follower, to take him down to the unholy night.
But, the Spirit Guide was not surprised
as he moves in the blink of an eye,
His lance flies like a lightning bolt as the Great Spirit smiles from the sky.
With holy cleansing fire
the lance flies straight and true,
Deep into the wicked chest
it burns its way through.
The skies crackle and thunder
to celebrate Spirit Guide’s might.
For wherever evil may rise
they know Spirit Guide will be there to fight.
JRS © 7-16-99
The "Okie" Poet
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