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Bedeviled

Bedeviled

Once upon a midnight keep,
Satan festers in stasis sleep.
Grim retired hourglass sand,
Immortality grasped by fleshy hand.

Humanity prayed for blissful peace,
Alas, disquietude cannot cease.
Man with greed for infinite glory,
Craved bloodstain on palms cast gory.

Superiority complex how mighty do fall,
Tranquility tis unfelt in hearts of all.
Stardust dims, piss poor out of luck,
Waxen orb phases, Moonstruck.

Merciful angels won't shed a tear,
Humanity longs to disappear.
From out of darkness a violent scream,
Startles Satan from sabbatical dream.

Bid mortals come take fall
Awaited sight genesis crawl
So wicked to very bone,
Chortles at mortal dethrone.
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lodigiana

Such a powerful write ...a hypnotic read my dear friend...and as always superb! Lodigiana x

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Anthony Yormesor

"From out of darkness a violent scream,
Startles Satan from
sabbatical dream."
Exceptional as always.

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Nine Eleven

I once had a run in with the one who shall not be named, he drove me insane, took over my thoughts and nearly broke me.

Very intriguing poem Lisa.

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