Ashed Past

Come to me children of the streets
let me tell you
how this present came to mete
how lost we became 
so very lost 
time will tell if ever one can return.
Once upon a time
for every cautionary tale does begin
a man
so callous
so arrogant
decided that his birthright
was to rule the world.
Bluster
muster
his followers
from all walks
no one could understand
still today we shake our heads.
Craven
bullied his way
to the top
crony taught
black magic
called the Devil
deal was made
and poof…..
he had his every desire.
Despot
thrilled with considered power
doled out
punishment
death to those
who dared to contradict
who dared to try to wrest control.
Any deal with the Devil
fraught with clauses
contradictions
failed to read right
can end to detriment
to death of all
the world
the populace
destroyed for one vain little boy.
Enraged
clause enacted;
Act a baboon
be a baboon
off to the zoo with you!
Damage done
now we wait
life to return 
to abundance.
Until that time children of the night
children of the street
always remember
getting all you want
will always come with grave consequences. 
©June 30/20
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Devil’s Kin

Bartered for
sold by
innocence striped
blood and gore.
Tears
forgotten
beaten from my soul
hands tearing
teeth ripping
I will never grow old.
Passed around
good time girl
a child
no one cares to look beneath the mask
the colored face
drawn to make me an adult.
Opiates to dull the senses
alcohol to feel no pain
dead eyes staring
nothing
but a little whore.
You chortle
watching me
making me beg at your feet.
Degradation
hatred
Abasement
rage
you thought
using me
abusing me
tossing me aside
would be the end of it.
You are going to wish I had died.
Devil is in the details
turns out I am not that easy to kill
your scream of terror
your face
your eyes
dominating my sight
as in slips the knife.
©March 3/20
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