When The Light Only Shines Darkness.


Illuminating during the day,
A becon of Hope is what it should say.
A group of commons pretending to be good,
Masqurade and act ill mannered, understood.
An original concept entended with Huggerey,
Soon Finds its halls covered with Thuggerey.

A false wall of sorts to cover the truth,
Quite evident if you speak of there youth.

Often rude and cockey, They Hide behind light,
Usually threatening but still way out of sight.
A gift from the Gods, a Hope for purfection,
Now stands for lies, and true coruption.
Still preaching the liew they don't even follow,
Show the true nature for all of them now are hollow.
No soul, no peace, no word will they keep
Aye there sneeky buggers, keep an eye out whilst you sleep.

I'm sure you have run into them and been quite polite
but they arn't like you, They seem nearly filled with spite.
Eager to use there godly powers for there own,
They bully everyone from Crystal Leaf to Home.
If you come across one, Dont Hide how you feel
Don't offer them anything for if they havn't they'll steal.

But thats it for now and this is all isn't merry
for if you havn't gotten it yet, its the luminaries.

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Chakros, in the year 136 MA.