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The Lord that Darkness Calls, a Poem.


The Lord that Darkness Calls

At a time when weakness falls,
comes the lord that darkness calls,
a lord to whom justice calls,
a lord before who all lords fall.

A lord without fear,
not one wasted tear,
a lord we must hear,
who holds us all dear.

He cannot be bought,
he cannot be broken,
he cannot fall,
he cannot fail.

Crowned of the stars above,
hawk in 'guise of a dove,
steel in a velvet glove,
slave to all who love.

He will be,
warlord of warlords,
anarch of anarchs,
god of gods.


About the Author

I was born in Melbourne Australia on March 4th, 1957. My mother worked in a pie van at Victoria market. My father drank. My brother, sister and I used to take time off school, go to the museum, botanical gardens or sneak into the zoo. When I was 9 we moved to a country town not far from the city. I enjoyed roaming around the paddocks. I didn't do well at school, my lack of concentration made studying difficult, I dropped out to pursue a career in retail. I managed an aquarium successfully. In 1985 I was diagnosed with schizophrenia, later with paranoid schizophrenia, with this came heavy cannabis use. I was in and out of hospitals for a long time. New medications have made me stable, I haven't been hospitalized since 2000. Psychosis radicalized my thinking, I realized I could make something out of the darkness. That was the beginning of my paranormal journey.

© 2018 JAMES

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