Arrested

You strutted through the vale in a sodden cloak of malice and deviance, leaving stumps in the place of sky-grasping trees, while you remained oblivious to their grievance. Deft and piercing, none saw your leering from cunning corners and dire doorways. And so you seized in the most carnal way, leaving your miserable mark on the souls you betrayed. Your works are like deep troubled waters under the force of the seasons, where new vessels barely into their virgin voyage, are consumed for the most reproachful reasons. With your treachery unknown, the thorns could grow on towering stems through even flesh and bone. So you were unmoved as into husks of pain and despair, your prey were fused. Eyes that shone bright as a sun ray's first flight, corrupted by your dark light. Crushed and confused, broken asunder like sandy dunes, as innocence and senses were abused. Now that the shadows will shield you no more from the Abyss where they came, eternally you will reside in the same, this shall be the reward of your lustful game. Alas, the blooming buds which you cut have been restored as if from the start. Indeed your devices have failed and your legacy is erased, and now a symphonic concert plays in the fields where your deeds once sowed decay...... ........