This is a poem that I wrote back in 1991.
I sit alone in my world
Thinking about my truest love
That I once had left behind for my past
And knowing there was no return from this choice I had made
I am the Man in Black, The Angel of Death
To take another soul from the world
And to destroy a world, and its society
That was created around love, peace and harmony
I belong to an unknown master now
That has never revealed his identity to me
And has all the deepest and darkest secrets that one could never have
Of the ones that have hurt him through his existence
I am the Messenger of Death
That only brings sorrow to all who challenge me
I only do what my master bids me to do
And the desires which suit him most
I am to weak to stop my masters rage
And afraid of dishonor, to disrespect the life he has given to me
He has always given me so much
And only has to take away so little
I know my master has plans for me
I am his most loyal and respected student
And have always taken his teachings to my advantage
But I will never dishonor him by leaving his school
I must return to my world each night
In which I have created behind his back
To hide from his rage, his disappointment
Only to regain a power deep inside my heart
My spirits are set high, beyond the heavens themselves
Am I surely to be set free once again
Knowing my protector, my powerful master
Will one day set me free into society
My master has promised me my freedom
But will he miss me when I have gone
He taught me everything, spent all the time with me
As I know now returning to society, that I was his most loyal and respected student
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