Demons Left leaving To Bleed

'You?
Yes...you.
Please help us.
We have been attacked.'

Attacked?

'Yes, attacked.'

Why and for what reason?

'For our beliefs.
And the loyalty we keep to our,
To our...
Hard earned money!'

Money?
MONEY???
Like in...
Hard to get around here cash no one has?

'Yes.
We were on our way to distribute it.
To those needy in the community.'

Oh?
You mean like me?

'Uh...
Yeah, whatever.
That sounds good.'

I see.
And this money?
How much of it was stolen from you?

'None.
We have it in boxes.
Stored away.
In the back of this limousine.'

Do I have stupid,
Written across my forehead?

'No.
How long had it been there?'

Uh...
Then,
How were your wounds...
Come to be inflicted like that?

'The one who attacked us,
Attempted to stop...
The fighting we were having.
Over who amongst us,
Deserved more than just half of it.'

I see.
That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard.
I'll be back.

'Where are you going?'

To contact the police.
They have got to know,
All of us walking around here...
Are not the ones cracked up.
They need to know,
How those faithful with intended good deeds.
Are treated around here.
With a doing left to leave and bleed.
Like yourselves.

'No. No.
Please don't go.'

Distance,
Makes the mind say...WHAT IS GOING ON?

Demons.
Demons left to leave and bleed.
Have become recognized for who they are.
Criminals with a desperate need,
To be perceived...
As rulers of all humanity.
Portraying in disguising themselves to be,
Wholesome and honest.
Uplifting advocates of the community.
Yet wickedly deceiving.

Too many demons like these,
Are running out of tricks.
Pulled from their sleeves.
But time for them no longer disguises,
Their hidden told lies.
Told shown to now expose,
Creative excuses and newly innovative alibis.

A few have begun to awakened to view,
Clear heard to hear...
Contradictions and the hypocrisies too.
That have people down on their knees.
Pleading for luck.
Deceived by those declaring themselves,
Champions of Humanity.
With their focus on nothing else.

And told to buy it sold,
Those who steal from others...
Are the ones innocent.
You know..
The robbing Robins doing good for the Hood.
Yet picked to be chosen,
As saviors given authority...
Over the ones they have made convinced,
Staying on their knees.
With heads bowed and backs bent.
To suffer a loving through anguish.
Will keep them known to be,
Favorites in the eyes of Almighty God!

As if...
In a marriage to remain devoted.
Through the pain of sickness and more of it.
Kept with patience to tolerate,
A dreaming of health and wealth.
Anticipated coming with a chicken.
To cure every illness one has got!
While the demons,
Stash the cash and run away...
With pots of their 'earned' stolen gold.
Inflicted by a greed,
Selfishly!
Until they bleed to death collectively.
Leaving no one left to blame but themselves.