Sinister Mister

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It’s crazy but it’s true,
I just saw it in action,
I’m now being served a distraction,
To try and distort the infraction.
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From any demon,
Destruction is the goal,
To wreak havoc and ruin,
Besides bringing about total devastation, demolition, and annihilation.

This special case,
Was going along at quite the pace,
Then did a few somersaults,
And abruptly ground to a halt.

There was no scene of the crime,
It was an attack of the mind,
Nefarious beings without bodies,
Being very naughty.

Believed hook, line, and sinker,
Causing catastrophe,
There wasn’t a warning,
Before stares became glares.

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The little demons,
Are at it again,
So unbearable and vile,
Looks like another weakling’s been beaten.

He didn’t even have,
A chance to test his wings,
Before he got bit,
And the serpent’s bite stings.
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For All Those Still In Bondage

Behind the eye,
Many a thing lies,
The sort of things,
That cause a sting.

It’s dark in here,
But even so,
It’s plain to see,
The savage show.

Images,
Views,
And opinions,
Concepts,
Ideas,
And convictions.

Running around,
Unable to rest,
Demons trying their best,
To ruin what’s left.

It’s a crazy thing,
But from time to time,
Light gets let in,
And infiltrates the dim.

For awhile there,
Are carefree thoughts,
Contentment reigns,
‘Til back in floods pain.

This brain travels,
A rocky road,
Conflicting thoughts,
Cause a spray of gravel.

There are no brakes,
Which makes for a headache,
The only way to force stop,
Is to paint a fantasy backdrop.

To play pretend,
In a fucked-up head,
Make believe so well,
That the devilry mends.