Devil’s Kin

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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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Flip the Finger at the World

Tap dance along
fingers snapping
snigger in the air
lips twisted
sardonic grin
knowing
planning
rape
pillage
tear the world apart.
Crocodile tears
sniffle in the handkerchief
promise those lies all over again
swear the wrong done
will never be done again
while yet
you still drum the purse strings
robbing from the people
you are to protect.
Seeking to be approved
surround yourself with boot lickers
whispers in your ear
‘so great
so wonderful
God’s answer to our prayers.’
The frequency with which deceit
fraudulent views
tripping with ease
smirking lips
abound
make so many wonder
what world you live in
where your reality differs so
from everyone else.
They always say…..
The greatest trick
the Devil did play
was to convince the world
he did not exist.
yet he tap dances in front of us
horns uncovered
while all else pretend not to see.
©Feb. 5/20
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