the dark heart

 
darkness glory, in its own rotten place
the door was ajar and it escape
the evil employed, drove a person insane
it hijacked the first body
and put its diabolical plan to work

activating hatred, it built momentum in the people, who surround
they look on with mirth, as it misgivings were put into play
with much stealth, it body hopped person to person
leaving death in its place

the horror was evident, soon the weak were sheltering aghast
the malevolence shouted profanities and they all ran
their terror evident, in screams

a societal curse, is being nice
the dark new only the strong, would survive
it picked on a youngling and dealt a blow
the youth picked up a knife, disembowling the aggressor
the dark look amused and said you'll do
he would train, the young hungry youth

sinster stirrings on the wind
said it was time again, they hunt
the breeze held an unmistable tang
the youth cried what a rush
as power surged through his veins

the dark was pleased it had all that need, from the night
his eyes sparked he found a piece of his own dark heart
in his apprentice naive