Script

By The Lamp

Imagine a land full of Satanism with no way out. People are addicted to something called the food. The echoes of a team of good ones are so far away as the evil continues to play. Their only hope of ever ending Script is to solve the Forbidden Word.

What is Script? Is it a game of Satan and lust, which rules the present land? And how will they stop this present band that continues to plague the earth?

Script is both exciting and fun to read. The characters speak in poems that rhyme which makes it easy for the reader to understand the story. So enjoy.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Sep 27, 2002
• ISBN: 9781403337634

The Lamp

The Lamp was born on September 23,1973 in Brooklyn, New York. It was in high school that he discovered he had a gift in writing poetry. At times, when he was inspired, he would run in the rain with his micro-cassette recorder while repeating poetic words to be recorded. This was a kind of high for The Lamp as he continued writing even when he was in college. Script is his second book while Poetica is his first. During the course of his life, he submitted several poems to contest and to publishers and would print some poetry that he would give to anyone he saw on his path back home.

Book preview

Chapter 1

The Playwright Beast

Good day

How do you do

I am the Playwright Beast

That writes to you

The world I rule

With my whip

And my many tools

I play the fools

Cops in the land

For all come to me

In my huge band

They need what I have

The food in my hands

And so as they crave

I have the upper hand

I control them with the food

Which possesses them

Puts them in a great mood

In which they are condemned

The Food makes them act

The feelings from within

And with my books on the racks

I reveal my sins

Which is the method in which I win

To you the audience

I say:

Welcome to Script

That I play away

In this world called Script

Which are my plays

And a variety of acts

Till this day

For as Script acts

Do not be late

For this plate

Chapter 2

The Addiction

Playwright Beast:   What is this addiction?

How does it work?

Fact or fiction

Does it drive you berserk?

Are they addicted to the food?

Yes they are!

Putting them in the mood

By far

How does it work?

Is it a needle?

Does evil lurk

In this moody Riddle?

Will it put them in a grave?

How much do they take?

What if they take to much?

Will it give them a tummy ache?

Are they possessed?

And will they kill?

For a Food so powerful

In one little pill

I tell the trick

That you may know

The secrets of Script

This wonderful show

For it is my name

And to write is my game

For the sake of fame

I am not tame

So be addicted to my drug

And do take a pill

For like my bug

You will do my will

For whatever you like

And your dreams come true

Cause you are not gone

From the Beast within you

Once you are taken

You will work for me

Like an addict

Let it truly be

What about your questions?

Will there be answers?

For the Food cures depression

And it will make you a dancer

For I have written books

And many lonely looks

I have your Script

The moment you cook

Be addicted!

Be addicted!

And come this way

For I the Playwright Beast

Will write you a play

That is your way

Take my Food

It is just a pill

For a great mood

Take your fill

Take more than one

And if you want

You will be all done

And I will be your aunt

Your journey will begin

When you start with this sin

For in your lust for more

You will be an actor to implore

We have a user

Friend or foe

Winner