Poem: Silence

by Matthew K.
 
It always is created
It always is destroyed
It lives through time and space
Searching for a home
Its cunningness is fitting
Its followers in awe
For all who are with it
Will never stand or fall
All who try to fight
Will always be consumed
And fear driven in their hearts
For all who wish to see
It is a soldier of the darkness
Always standing his ground
For if he fails... all will fail
A destruction for all eternity
Is what is in store for all