ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
My name is posted allready, So I'm from Mississippi, I love life, children, In general most people. I would like to add all my work is copyrighted even advertised for sale on other sights. I never give exact dates of the copyright year as this is a need to know only basis. Thank You for your viewing [February 2013]
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Unwelcomed Guest Richard Buckner
Two adventurers cold and torn weakened by winter's storm
hungry, shivering Jessie and I carried on
we came to a place grey, eerie sounds of death howling wreaks in this
No, Jessie; I pleaded I said; He refused to listen
desperate for a place to rest his head
so we made our way forward into this unhallowed ground
Is that a house I see? Yes, Yes, Jessie Shouted at me
we ran with energy drained, pained
we lingered as we approached the door
Jessie knocked no answer came
grasping the handle Jessie said his life felt as if being slain
entering this barren place at this moment only seeking, “No, needing
hoping for warmth, a little rest but what we found came from another realm
burdened and tired gave no notice
no color nor odor, no sheen shown if only I had known
Jessie, “Jessie might still be
Finding clothes and wood we broke chair's curtains torn
built fire in the fire place in a home unbecoming us, "we the unknowns
We slept, I was troubled
dreams of horror my soul was ripped and torn
from demons stinging worms in swarms
but I did not, "No, not me…I would not be taking by evil's decree
for whose home had we come to scorn
tossing, turning I woke but Jessie was nowhere near
I walked softly looking around, I...I seen a man from back
Jessie, Jessie is that you, I ask, “noooo, it turned
what was Jessie now gone
tears flowed as fear took over
you will not leave this place
the voice, the face a man but inside a creature or demon did stand
I have at no time been a religious man but Jessie always kept bible in hand
I searched and yelled
for what was Jessie is no more
It attacked me, throwing me to walls and floor
blood flowing from my head heart pounding hard in chest
I shouted God, Jesus, If demons be so, then you must show
surely evil cannot exist without Its’ opposite, which is you evils foe...
Doors were locked, I hit and struck ,nor did windows break
It must have been my lack of faith
in stuttered words, how much more can I take
I clinched my fist; I prayed
never have I done this before this day
I heard a voice; It said to strike the door
within your hands are holy words
as you strike the door call out my name
bear no guilt feel no shame
your friend Jessie is lost; he can be no more
you both have died and entered Satan's door
where he is king where he is Lord sitting on his throne of pain and gore
While you slept you wept inside but Jessie, He committed suicide
Strike the door, "do it now, leave this realm or forever you be damned
return to living spread the word never enter houses not of yours
for very few can endure the house where Satan wears his crown
“for all who come to unhallowed ground will become
unwelcomed guest in Satan's Realm
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