Th’ Scion o’ th’ Deep

Deliver us o’ master o’ th’ deep

smite tha’ wicked watery beastly demon

take ‘er doon tae tha’ bottomless calderon

where th’ evil ones dae dwell

Keep thaim safely bound wi’ chains

and ankored tae th’ stones o’ perdition

far below th’ shifts o’ tides

in th’ curdled pitch black sea.

Let nae a dog escape,

Nae a hund o’ th’ hell dwellers be set a free.

Let thaim dance in th’ fiery crucible

Tae th’ music o’ th’ flames.

Down tae th’ angry fiery pit,

May tha’ be their destined lot,

Far frae th’ mortal men

Who sleep beneath th’ light of stars.

About jedwardnajera

I am an artist and a Poet. I live the life of a poet. I published several novels. Nena the Fairy and the Iron Rose, Dust of the Moon are among them, available through Amazon Books. I have spent over thirty five years in a classroom. I am now retired from that profession. My father kept a living record of his lifetime as he lived through the Twentieth Century. He was born in 1908 and almost lived long enough to see us enter the new millennium. He entrusted to me nearly 400 pages that he wrote through the years. Now I am continuing the tradition by posting my own stories and misadventures. I am trying to post a new entry or chapter each Friday. Check in on us at least once a week for the latest post.
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