Shadow's Lands
First Revision: TY John, Eric and Liz!

She slinks along through Shadow’s lands,
aware of mortals’ mighty claw
where skilled disciples deal their hands
of destiny; she’ll not withdraw.

Tall torches raze a tepid night,
emblazoned mark of high command
consumes the chaos they invite;
she slinks along through Shadow’s lands.

A camouflage of earthen tones
incites a Vulture’s lynching law.
They eat raw flesh; discard the bones
aware of mortals’ mighty claw.

Adjudication comes to pass
unlike combatants; she withstands
content to bathe in fodder’s grass…
where skilled disciples deal their hands.

Her world is changed, no more the prey
as kindred Shadows rise in awe
to venerate her life’s bouquet
of destiny; she’ll not withdraw.