Vile chain

"The image of eternity-the throne
Of the invisible; even from out thy slime
The monsters of the deep are made; each zone
Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone."

Lord Byron

In the deep of the dark night, like a bell
I listen to that one heavy vile chain
Despite the potent and disgusting rain;
Unleashing huge terrifiying hell

What shakes my whole body in every cell;
I try to calm down but all is in vain
In this conduct i don't find any gain
Right now I can't stand this thing very well.

Is the old mistery of the full moon
With those blinding lights that are almost blue
And your strange rounded shape like a balloon

You don't bring any precise or clear clue
About your intention, same as raccoon
Which is slowly introduced through a flue.

Ryan Pires ___✍🏽©