Billy Thekidster Poet Rhyme

Angelus's Revenge Part 2

Days turned to weeks as his screams echoed through out those long nights.
Residents packed up their children and quickly took flight.
Legend has it that his screams are still heard to this day
within the wind that should happen to blow by that way.
His father's endless suffering finally ended as it would
on December 25th, the birthday of Good.
He was a heartbeat from death but he managed to say
good bye to his son in his most compassionate way.
"Please forgive me my son. I had no idea
of the monster I had become to someone I love very dear.
I've no excuses. No reasons justify what I've done to you.
I blame myself for all this evil I have driven you to.
I'd suffer more if only for the hope that you would regain
the good that was my beloved son before I caused him such pain.
My time draws near but I swear my son I'll beg the Powers That Be,
Damn me to hell eternally but please set my son free.
You with the power. Restore my son. Once again make him  whole.
Most certainly my son can't be an angel without his soul."
These were his last whispered words before he died 
as he was drawn into the heavenly light.
"Merry Christmas Angelus," but over all, it wasn't a very good night.
 
To Be Continued....(Well, maybe)

Angelus's Reign Ends >
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Lena Townsend December 8, 2009 at 8:35 PM Your gift is shining like a star on the clearest night. Love the way you write. Smiles from Lolita

Caroline Cécile Delacroix December 6, 2009 at 8:33 PM Very poignant write, Williams and very well written. Very profound. I'll go on reading the end. Thanks for sharing, Caroline.

Carolyn Devonshire December 6, 2009 at 9:11 AM This is a very compelling poem, Bill. (I messed up and read the second half before the first, but it didn't stop me from appreciating the message.) Sometimes we don't know the monster that lies within us. My late father had his stroke on New Year's day. His own father died on Christmas day. But I'm happy to say that although my grandfather was not a good person, my father overcompensated for the lack of love he felt while growing up. You touched my heart with this write. Love, Carolyn