Once a Revolutionary Serpent Came To My Door 3rd Poem, From My Blog, a Quartet of Poems

(3.) Once A Revolutionary Serpent Came To My Door 3rd poem, From my blog- " A Quartet Of Poems" Once a revolutionary serpent came to my door saying-" hey man I damn sure don't like you anymore." You have settled fast and hard, gotten too old, destroyed all those lies that I so boldly told Now your sad life you must accurately defend- because to my darkness, my ire you are no damn friend! I sat and into its evil granite gaze I then fell pawn cast into the blackest of its unholy hell holding tight to illusion and mirror image of me there voluntarily chained never again to be free waiting on chimes from a church-bell somewhere or bowl of milk set to make dead cats low purr. Centuries past and icy stabs into my soul beset I was dying in the desert from being too, too wet a repentant character from a tragic new play minstrel of words that Life had refused to pay crying in my sorrows and that unavoidable abyss in dire straits waiting for serpent's poison kiss. Once a revolutionary serpent came to my door saying-" hey man I damn sure don't like you anymore". You have settled fast and hard, gotten too old, destroyed all those lies that I so boldly told Now your sad life you must accurately defend- because to my darkness, my ire you are no damn friend! Robert J. Lindley, 5-13-2020 Rhyme -Dark- ( Gospel Of Self Identification, From A Poet's Muse )