Demonic Fires
Primal fires from secret places
ignited from the souls from unholy faces
passion from the wild out into the wild
unleashed from the dark by the demon’s child
fires stained with blood and yellow spume
a satanic brew from the devil’s room
a will and a plan to annihilate the earth
and the manifestation of that plan from its birth
a fervent feeling in the groin to execute that plan
as a voluntary submission to the devil’s demand
an accord with his way of life and malicious desires
to rape the Earth with his erotic, gratifying fires
a glorious sight to see the dancing flames
and acquirement of the marauder as he lay claims
a surge of adrenalin rivers filling up the groin
rivulets into tributaries into oceans to adjoin
a flowing of the sordid waters right from the start
a shaking of the spine and of the heated heart
a nearing of the fires upon reaching the last stand
a charring of Mother Nature over all her land
a victory over the quiet Earth and her green forests
a wiping of the sweaty brow as the spirit rests
and an urge to go back home and reload
and wait to travel again that familiar road
after Mother Earth gets up to rise again.
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