the rotted man




I was a  child of only three
When the rotted man had come for me
Late one night from my open door
He slowly crept from across the floor
He took my hand and then he said
"Ill save you from this life of dread"
We left the house in the early morn'
And we took his carrige of blackened thorn
We rode for hours through thick dense fog
To an unlight darkened swamp filled bog
With the topless trees with hanging moss
Where the sheilds of unseen winter frost
Where the thick wet heat from the dense cool air
Crept up your back and through your hair
He took me to his house of bones
On a path layed of cobble stone
Upon his door hung a head
of a child of hair if fiery red
His hall was bathed of blood red tile
His halls were stacked of flesh in piles
He told me of his protective view
And begged that I should join him too
He smiled and through his rotted lips
I saw a thousand children's fingertips
He promised me the world would pay
And told me if I were to stay
Then we crept into a smaller room
and the rotted man gave me a red balloon
Then I saw my mom through tinted glass
Next to a man who talked real fast
The tears; they poured out through her eyes
The man then held her while she cried
Then the man did the strangest thing
He sat with me,began to sing
A nice soft hymn that filled my head
With woundrous smiles and tears were shed
It was then I noticed the rotted man
was simply old and had a tan
And thus my mom burst in the room
The feel of warmth...her sweet perfume
she hugged me tight and swore to me
from here on out dadll let us be
No more bruses no more fights
No more screaming in the nights
The rotting man had saved our lives
By taking those who beat their wives
And children who cry when their dropped
and are beaten senseless untilled they stopped
I thank the so-rot man a lot
  one thing i have never forgot

was the thing I feared most had saved my life

.when they found my father with a knife

.there's real horrors upon this earth

some are subjected to them upon birth

thy was saved by a man of rot

i was lucky    

    but some are not



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