In search of the shadows

In search of the shadows by bad-apple 2012/02/12 05:29
Driving through dark haunting streets and alleys as I search the shadows of the night,

where trafficking abounds and stealth clad nymphs parade beneath the probing moon

to glean their nightly hosts and quench their wretched pangs,

And while I muse entranced upon the muscled shadows who wait like ghostly silouettes

for those who pay the fare to feast and gorge upon their manly treats,

in this must need be prudent most for over zealous troopers lie in wait, to snare and trap

and cuff with unspoken indignity those who venture into their device,

But most treacherous yet, peace impersonators who mask a smile

to tranquilize these outcasts while shrouding evil deeds, unknown but to the badged

who relent for now and see not naught, but cloak the heaviness of the deed at hand,

Bodies faces thrown against the brick and street, blood and tears now greet the smile

the face betrayed that was but it not more, exurberant cadres stand aloft above their

nightly prey who lay prostrate and defenseless, for time has stopped on these now

shackled here, who could not flee the brutal act usurped upon their liberty, unseen

but to the waning moon afar, who bears witness to the heinous deed,

But life goes on, and unto those not wronged by time or place for now but flee

into the deep of night as ghosts unseen, until the never ending wont returns again...

and while in flight and state of mind to bid good night , the beckon calls the more,

and so I think, O' just this once and then adieu........and drive and drive into the night......