I am writing Case Four- The Damned!
This will be the best one yet! Why? Because it's based on the land on which was raised.
I wrote this poem for another project- while sitting in the thick of this sacred land.
The more research I'm delving in, the more I realize this poem was whispered in my ear that day as a cry for the truth to be told...👻
Coming soon ---
Case Four- The Damned.
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Near, Old Mill Road
In Milligans Hollow.
There is a sacred place.
The lore states if the tainted soil is disturbed
From the mists, the dead shall rise
Hundreds slaughtered
At the hands
of an ancient madman.
Their voices rise above
the gnarled coppice
Careworn moans of
Indefinable sorrow.
These phantoms cast
their wrath of misfortune-
on any living soul
who crosses their cursed path
Into the darkest ruin
Condemning them to
a lifetime of tribulation
and their souls fated to the darkest recesses of the nether world.