A Thousand Lost Souls Saga

 I was awaken one night 

By the cry of a thousand lost souls

I pulled on my cloak and went to the banks of the river

I saw a man in a black cloak playing a gold flute

He told me the song was the cries of a thousand lost souls

"Why did I hear it?  Am I dead?" 

He laughed then I knew my answer

I had died.

He had come to take me to his prison.

I ran back to my haven and it hid in its confines.

He will come for me sooner or later.

I fear him and he knows it.

TO MY PRISON

I awoke in a dark cell of flames 

I see the man who told me of my fate

He had taken me to my cage

and threw me into his pit

I watched him leave me there to suffer

I cried out, asking him when would I be free.

"When the cry of freedom and life are heard by the Keeper."

Every day I listened for that cry.

FREEDOM

One early spring morning

We heard an unfamiliar cry

I knew then that we were free

I went back to my haven

and 

Saw that everything was still alive

I looked around and nothing had changed

Every night I dream of that prison

I weep for those who did not escape it.

I can hear them crying but

I fear going back

I know I must go back

one day