The Dark Sages

The pestilence,

a lack of light,

diseased each mind —

a darkened age;

the poor and weak,

consumed like blight,

where locusts ate

both pen and page.

Well-versed,

now mankind

drinks a swell;

death’s plague of black,

far from their thoughts.

In tainted waters

wise men sell,

their knowledge spreads;

the scourge is caught.