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Science verses madness, welcome Dr. Jackal meet Mr. Hyde,
Within all of mankind a darker side resides, it is a beast,
Teetering on the brink of being released at any time.
Hatred’s malcontent, our inner basic instinct prowls, in
Our darkest part of the soul of humanity.
A madman’s obsession to gain control of his darker side,
Experiments in places where thou’est should not dare to go,
Making judgments, that should be left unto a higher powers calling.
In a hidden laboratory, beneath the darkened streets of London,
A scientist crosses a fine thin line between the conscious. and
Unconscious mind, splitting his spiritual soul in two, releasing the
Beast from within himself, Mr. Hyde I, presume, heckles into the
Night, I’m free at last.
In shadows hollows he lurks, waiting to prey on the innocent,
Unaware of his malevolent presence, a black bag tucked under
This creature of the inhumane picks his victim with sheer disdain.
Luring them with silver flashing coins of promise, he kills without
Hesitations malice, relishing in their screams of tortures monumental
But the manufactured poison, wares thin, and the Dr. Jackal, personality,
Chimes in again, realizes what his ulter ego has done, but it is two late,
To save the innocent from death’s final demise, so he flees the scene,
Escaping into the night’s shroud.
Never again Dr. Jackal vows will I release this demon within myself, yet
Hyde will not be denied I will take power again.
Dark and light battle within them both, until the eclipse of one nights full
Moon descends, and Dr. Jackal faces Mr. Hyde at last, ending his own life
At last, when he realizes it is the only way, to silence the feast within him.
But in hell’s final crescendo, whom truly has lost the battle for existence,
Man or monster.
Heaven only knows the truth on such matters; I’m just a lone mourner,
At a madman’s funeral, and shall I place two roses upon his grave, one
Of ebony black, and one white.
Farewell my friends, Dr. Jackal, and Mr. Hyde, may you both find some
Peace on the other side.




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  1. Date: 9/30/2014 4:15:00 AM

    really excellent pen cheryl flowing golden i see
  1. Date: 9/29/2014 6:33:00 PM

    You know what Cheryl, if you re-wrote the book--I would like yours best