One Man's Sin...
Giant long claw like tentacles
Slithering through the brush
Plowing past homes in a hush
Undenyably intentional
Inteligence bent inside he's fewer
Satiated coherent and sensible
Charisma that's so apprehensible
Invisible man ...an escaping lure
His wickedness blasts sex's bite
Under a dim light he digs a hole
A lost man inside his own soul
Hardly worth his appetite
Implicit determinations prevail
Driven by toxins and thoughts of whores
Living in sin his skeleton soars
His will and provocations set sail
Beware of this danger I beg you my child
Officer down..tonight one man's sin
Pillages for a victorious win
The Devil inside makes him beyond wild
Copyright © Jane Bowen | Year Posted 2009
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