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All Manner of Things
With the Horsemen come a manner of beasts,
Wicked, vile, terrible things;
Well versed in bringing pain and sorrow
To princes and poppers; whores and kings.
First come the swine, boars to behold.
Swift winged beasts; tusked and hoofed.
They smell of bacon and wondrous feasts.
Luring those that they’ll engulf.
Next crawl Shades; viscous yet shadow,
Risen excrement from Sodom’s field.
Cunning and ruthless, a mimic of men,
Subversive, with false hope they wield.
Lashing beast lurk into they fray.
Lilith’s sons, the Incubi.
Mindless drones; impulse driven
To sting; to breed and multiply.
Lilith’s daughters seek fresh souls,
To fuel diminished concubines.
With a pearl eye; a slanted smile,
Sexual and deadly by design.
Finally, the Lord and Lady themselves,
Asmodeus and Lilith exit the flame.
Their eyes gleam with lust; desire.
This city, a new kingdom to claim.
“Look, my lovely, upon this buffet of souls
Ready in wait for us to gorge.”
“Yes, my sweet, their suffering so pungent.
Come we feast, and then we forge.”
Asmodeus snatched a man of ill intent.
So quick, no chance to fill with fright.
Visceral, primal, carnal.
They twist and snarl; snap and bite.
© 2020 Chris ~cliff~ Reichard
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