The Dark Lord
I am the father of lies
sell your soul to me
i am the lord of the flies
I can set you free
recruiting for my army of darkness
to kill and burn the land
rape and pillage and destroy
come forth and take my hand
for i am he who dwells below
and what i reap is what i sow
Copyright © Ben Brennan | Year Posted 2008
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment