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