Hellspawn
He was once a brave warrior, burned to death and sent to hell
But the devil, hearing his bidding, brought him to life with a fiery spell
Maleboglia was the devil's name, and he pledged, he'd serve him well
As to the end course of his destiny, no one could really tell
Went back to earth, he had no trace of his real identity
For, the devil Maleboglia has clouded his memory
In a state of faint confusion, his memory had come vaguely
Blurry flashback of his shrouded past had come so painfully
The fate of his love did not come beautifully
His best friend took his wife's heart, and he felt betrayed deeply
Five years have already passed since he died in agony
Had it not been for his new purpose, he would have gone fiercely
He battled thugs and pedophiles who murdered children brutally
One of his mortal nemeses was a fierce thug named Billy
With his might and iron will, he became King of Rat City
In the War of Heaven and Hell, he claimed Hell's throne rightfully
His dream of hell as paradise did not come materially
For, in twists and turns of fate, his reign ended hastily
But his hallowed destiny inscribed a track in history
For, he braved heaven and hell for earth to live in harmony
March 30, 2023
Spawn Poetry Contest (4th place)
Sponsored By: Robert James Liguori
Copyright © Roger Roger | Year Posted 2023
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