Golem

Forbidden sight, close your eyes,
Brought to life, by light of the dark,
Thunder gathered, at the call of lies,
Then life did spawn, from that great spark

Alive and dead, I am that paradox,
Slave to the power of the dark mage,
Follow I must, a spineless as the flocks,
All the while, full of inner rage.

There is no release, from this life,
For the one that was cast in stone,
Cursed to endure great strife,
Not even beholding the beauty of bone.

To maim and serve, that is my code,
A symbol of power, a tribal totem,
My only hope, is that rain will corrode
Away the life of this slavish golem