Lamentation Of The Devil
How can you, most Forgiving one?
I used to serve you,
Devoting my self to you.
-We were equal.
Picking mortal over me?
Then you regret making them.
How can you make those in your own image?
so their killing you then?
Bereavement reached its utmost.
But-
I affront you... once
And was dribbled out of my home
For what?
Oh most forgiving one
Then you going to allow these
Doomster of hell in my birth home..............mortals?
And I must stay in anguish?
poem by C.F Francis
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