Alchemy's Bane
By: Lawrence W Langman (c)

I've sat upon this
throne of thieves.
Oh how the ageless
angel dost deceive.

They weave there
weary hearts aloud.
Swearing their fealty
on knees avowed.

Harkened are those
that represent.
They ply their ire
and ill content.

Their wrath of ages
shan't wash away.
The countless stories
placed on display.

Such disrepute held
upon one's shoulders.
A sword and a King
a city now smolders.

Oaths were broken
spells were cast.
Promises were made
debts were amassed.

For when his evil
demanded his due.
This kingdom in peril
their reign overthrew.

A dragon laid siege
of smoke and fire.
Conjured through flame
and wanted desire.

Such pains do evoke
such hostile emotions.
Sins of a father has
crossed every ocean.

Evil hast risen it's eyes
that peer into souls.
Casting it's dark shadows
losing all that consoles.