I wanted to create a childish sensation of glee- in writing this poem I hope I have succeeded!
Dark Children
Off we go, off we go
Away into the night!
Come forth, my dark children,
Wake up and take flight!
The night is yet young,
Her soft flesh is bittersweet,
Open your dark eyes and
Seize the feast!
Glorious humans,
Their souls bursting with life,
We drain all their energy
And curse them with strife
But beware of the Pharaoh,
The angel of light,
For he is their protector,
Our souls he will smite!
Off we go, off we go
Away into the night!
Come forth, my dark children,
Wake up and take flight!
Hmm…hind of sounds like a nursery rhyme to me.