Mark Koplin Poet Rhyme

Feast of Destruction

Feast of Destruction

Demons feast on man’s decay
Those left behind, seek light of day
No where to hide by dark of night
They choose to run instead of fight.

The chosen ones are now unseen
The darkness finds the souls unclean.
Demonic stabs come at thy heart
Putrid flesh is torn apart

Gluttony waits for end of day
The fiendish monsters now have their way
The damned have made a final choice
God no longer hears their voice

Man’s wailing cry now finds the flame
Unfaithful choice is what’s to blame
Delivered by the flesh’s desire
Mortal man now feeds the fire.

4/30/2021
A Poem of Horror Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Funom Makama

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Tom Cunningham April 30, 2021 at 7:26 AM Sounds like hell Mark , if mankind doesn't change his ways then thats where he'll go. Best of luck in the contest. Hope you're keeping well and have a great weekend. Tom Mark Koplin April 30, 2021 at 9:15 AM I could not think of a greater horror than hell. Thanks Tom