Spawn
Albert Francis Simmons; in Detroit, Michigan, was born,
His robustness, with intelligence, nature did adorn;
Though, worked as a high-ranking Secret Service official,
His moral sense became a matter so prejudicial...!
Burnt, like charcoal, by Jason Wynn, his service, commander,
As a price for his, lion-like, unwavering candor;
Visits the kingdom of hell; becomes a hellspawn therein,
He's sent, by devil Malebolgia to meet his kin...!
Forgetting his past forms, like a drunken ape, he wanders,
In search of identity, his zest and zeal he squanders;
Averse to going back to hell, he tries to find a goal,
Fighting like a lion, against evils, safeguards his soul...!
To remove social evils, like a crusader, he fought,
Criminals and the crooked under moral codes he brought;
Hunted by a fighter angel for the sake of a game,
Jason Wynn, the true fighter angel, soon he overcame...!
Attacked, as though an unknown beast, both by heaven and hell,
Heap, ambassador of the Green world, enraptures his spell;
Killing Malebolgia, over the hell gains control,
Changes hell into heaven, playing his reformer role...!!!
29 March 2023
Spawn Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
Rhymes Checked At: Rhyme Zone
Syllables Checked At: How Many Syllables
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