Pleasure of your company

He smiles in contempt at the ignorance of others

stealing innocence from babes unwatched by mother

fulfilling his desires and all that it is that his soul shall crave

igniting funeral pyres for a child's unmarked grave

do you watch do you see do you know the pain in me

do you watch do you see do you know the pain

conviction in his work a gathering of sorts

reminds of the task when bones and flesh contort

collection soiled by hate but held close to his heart

bloody deerskin wrapping trinkets reflective of his art 

do you watch do you see do you know the pain in me

do you watch do you see do you know the pain

a wanderer a drifter a nomad to the world

shrouded in a reaper's cloak to you

there fate is sealed by un-watching eyes and unattended ways

left in a field of fears and tears on blood soaked ground they graze

© Order Of Nine | 2013

www.orderofnine.com | www.reverbnation.com/orderofnine | www.facebook.com/orderofnine | www.youtube.com/divinewings