Devil’s Due

He stood upon the pulpit
glaring down at the pews
sinners
no repentence
at his door.
His voice was thunderous
calling down doom
destruction
shouting that God would  kill them all
a grevious flood
was going to abound.
The parishioners stared at him
eyes glazed with fear
glances darting about
looking for the demons behind every door.
raucous call like a crow
blazing eyes
today’s takings would be good
it always was
when he gave the devil his due.
August 25/18
Photo by Ihor Malytskyi on Unsplash

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. I live with depression and its ups downs. This is a space where I can create and write all that I need to.

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