Grey Eagle

IN MEMORIAM TO THE SHADOWS

Silently gliding through the night’s realm…
No sounds are made, no trace of the passing…
Shadows moving within the shadows…
Mere flickers and glimpses of the stripes…

Those stripes that hold such terror and invoke…
Fear to those not of the night’s deadly realm…
Stripes so silent and deadly, stripes that in the…
Dark Foreboding shadows of jungles night…
Show no color, only present glimpses of shapes…
In the Shadows, Shadows that hide dark and fearsome…
Creatures that kill with no sound and leave no sign.

What kind of fearsome creature is it that evokes such…?
Fear and terror? These stripes are not Gold and Black…
These creatures wear stripes of black and green and…
Green and black stripes on their faces…

Some are only Black Shadows, no stripes, no marks…
Just dark shapeless shapes that live in the Dark Shadows:
Shapes that strike without a sound and leave no trace…
No trace, save for Death! Death is their mark…
The only sign of their presence… cold lifeless bodies.

What are these unholy creatures that inhabit the night?
Where do they come from? Why were they there?
Dark Silent, slashing death in the dark, what are they??

What are they? Where do they come from?
What do the want? Where do they sleep??

Questions that will never be answered…
Answers that can never be given…

Death and destruction is what they wrought…
Their death was your price; their death gave you your life…
Their death meant that you would live…
They would stay and you would leave…

They paid their price, the Devil they paid for you…
Now they sleep; sleep in the Dark Shadows of Death’s Realm.

Do not forget the Shadows… Do not forget the Shadows

Author’s Note: Grey Eagle wrote the above in 2001 before his death. Dedicated to the memory of Grey Eagle, Three Elks, and Has Too Many Horses, and all those who sleep in the shadows.