The Devil's Depth

The Devil’s Depth A box without hinges, key or lid yet gloomy treasure inside is hid. Unseen, Unheard It lurks within. Chained now, when unleashed Does a sin with a grin. Its wrath none can escape It gives life, a death shape. A veil of mystery it drapes an aura of anguish surrounds its cape. It has the strength that cannot be bought. Its eyes have wraith that cannot be fought. It lies in wait for some suitable bait. It decides your fate destroying, who create. It is a recluse never set free and loose. Or is it a knight? knowing how to fight. Heartless yet alive, it is ready to dive. Deeper it goes and gets to the lows. Lonely it sails, behind all, yet unseen it tails. Lonely it flies in the sky of lies. In the heart of men, terror it brings. No one ever found its den every temple it dings. It is distraught often never caught. It is a bane in the minds of sane. It takes all blame Intense is its destructive flame Impossible to tame. Punish, punish! The angels claim. Alone it dwells in the deepest of wells. Alone it mourns where light cannot be shone. It’s doomed for life it can neither live nor die. It didn’t even say goodbye cause’ its heart is full of strife. O! What is this thing? Not to be found on Bing. Did I not hear someone sing? Yes, it is there to again dare God! Who knows where?