Someone’s Mother
So full of hate
your demons of evil
they wait
for your command
and hunger
for the slaughter
The clashing of their teeth
the blood dripping from
their tongues
the howling of their
blood thirsty cries
fulfills your twisted mind
The poison
of your persuasion
would make a fallen angel
take cover
but the most terrifying
thing is
your someone’s
Mother
Dark poem
