The Unveiling

From whence hast thou cometh?

'Twas it from the very bowels of hell?

For when mine eye is placed upon thee,

'Tis the reflection of the devil I see!

Return, at once, to thy God forsaken land

And beckon those who wish to follow.

For tis high time we cleanse God's green earth

Of those who deprive man goodwill and mirth.

A contemptuous imp thou hast proven to be!

Now exposed for all to see!

No longer clandestine!

Thine soul is bear!

Cloaked no more!

Others are aware!

I say once, twice, thrice be gone with thee!

We have no employ for thine cruelty!

The betterment of humankind we wish to sustain!

Excommunicated thou art! No longer to remain!