Prophesy

(an old old poem reworked)

Beware the man
That comes at night
With eyes that burn
With teeth that bite

With iron claws
That grab and catch
With jagged jaws
That clamp and catch

Beware the man
Of bitter scorn
His star's sign
Is the Capricorn

His flower is
the narcissus
His promises
A spider's kiss

His hand beckon
the end of time
His mind the
founder of all crime

Beware the man
Beware his gaze
Beware his nights
Beware his days

Beware the man
That comes at night
With eyes that burn
With teeth that bite

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