Poem: Elegy for a Murdered Princess

Cold Hecate’s wanderings in the night
Have put the wings of light to flight
Darkness reigns throughout the globe
Pervading lives; despairing souls

We sought the truth, till now in vain
Embraced the anguish and disdain
Lamenting angels hid their face
Lost in sadness, bereft of grace

Pale, grey men hide dispensing lies
All love, truth and light despise
Yet truth is not contained by sword
It lights the path to our dear Lord

The slain now seek our justice, dare!
To invoke the beast within his lair
We need to fight and standing tall
Pursue the truth; hope not to fall

And trust God does one day decree
That those who love the light must flee
From evil gathered in the hall
Of those who hear hell’s darkest call

Let angels gather, trumpets sound
The day is ours; vile truth is found
Reviled grey men no more shall win,
The world now knows; let hope begin

Alan Power

About Alan Power

The author has enjoyed a variety of interests including being a drama student, an official candidate of the Conservative party and owning his own company but this is his first journey into the world of writing.