Climbing up the cliff….no ropes <br />Wings are his arms <br />Lingers in the dark <br />All pitch black <br /> <br />A vulture attacks <br />Get me the liquid alchemy <br />A fight commences in the horizon <br /> <br />An accident of birth once he was <br />Now a hybrid of the nocturnal<br /><br />Roger Bewman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/darkside-of-aries/
