A little something I prepared earlier:

THE SENTRY AND THE NIGHT VISITOR.
© Robin Madge 2009

"Who comes this way?" the sentry cried,
Peering through the dark.
"Who comes this way at dead of night,
And causes dogs to bark?"
"You do not want to know my name,
Nor yet my purpose here.
Forget that I have come this way
Or it will cost you dear."

"Stand forward, and be recognised."
The sentry called again.
" For I must know if you are foe
or friend to those within.
"There are some here who combat me
Each and every day
To others I am bless'd relief
A friend upon their way."

"Why come you now at dead of night?"
The sentry questioned still.
"What business will not wait 'til light
And better time fulfil?"
"My business waits for none, I fear,
The time already planned,
For light and dark are both the same
As neither stay my hand."

"Who do you visit in this place?"
The sentry now did ask.
"Who has business at this hour,
Why now this ill timed task?"
"I come for one within these walls,
To take him far away,
But who will come with me tonight
Is not for me to say."

"I know you now" the sentry said
"The one who comes for all.
But I must stand my post outside
And keep you from the wall."
"Then you will come with me tonight,
And keep your word in faith.
For those within will all sleep sound."
So vanished man and wraith.