Hooded mysterians of legend <br />Cauldrens of boiling mass <br />Concocting spells of good and evil <br />Among tall stones and trampled grass <br /> <br />A conglomeration of bearded ones <br />Spread fear across the land <br />Scores fall by sorcery, one by one <br />At their perplexing hand <br /> <br />The ancient ones claim knowledge <br />By incantation and torch light <br />Chanting is heard for many a mile <br />Time pushes forward the unholy night <br /> <br />At beginnings of a breaking dawn <br />The elders move away <br />Among their peers and rivalrys <br />To hide another day<br /><br />Edwin Robinette<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-ancient-ones/
