Dark Soldiers Have No Pulpit

Dark Soldiers Have No Pulpit

A poem requested by my friend Ozzy

Waiting, watching, adding up the miscues,

Coldly waiting for the moment when I'll collect your dues.

There will not be a warning,

You should have already known.

But the time will come, with nowhere to run,

And you will be painfully shown.

Dark soldiers have no pulpit.

We have only the night.

Have you hurt anyone lately? Hell, I already know.

What goes around, comes around –

You had better come around,

Or you had better go.

'Cause I am standing back here watching,

And if I don't like what I see,

You will first answer to all others,

Then you will answer to me.

Dark soldiers have no pulpit.

Dark soldiers need no pulpit.

We need only the night.

You need to stop that fucking up,

‘Cause innocents are being hurt.

You need to stop that fucking off,

Or you'll be sleeping in the dirt.

Like the cat I'll strike at you, using lightning speed.

And like the cat, I play with my food...

It may be hours before I feed.

Dark soldiers have no pulpit.

Dark soldiers come to no pulpit.

We come only in the night.

Cliff Lake 6/8/1996

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