Lord Of Deceit Sent To His Knees
O hail Lord and ruler of lies
You who hath descended directly from the father of lies
Deceit is your cloak, flattery your disguise
A staff of confusion, your gifts a veil on her eyes
Many a-field are you familiar, punishment you mete
Her cardiologist, you set the pace of her heartbeat
Her dermatologist, warm her skin, raise goose bumps, turn up the heat
Her psychologist, you confuse and control her mind, you lead
You told her diamonds are forever and she was one
Now you spit and scorn her now that her fame is done
You support her hand as she pulls out her gun
Whisper in her ears, "Go ahead, you can do it hun"
You watch the bloody mess and you sneer
Hear the echo of the gunshot and you cheer
Walk to her stock and grab a beer
As you sit down and plot whose life you shall now tear
Andreas, cursed be that name
Pity you picked the wrong girl for your next game
For Lady Esperanza is no woman you can tame
I am a wild fire not just a flame
So bow your head and beg for mercy
For I fight not for me but for the ladies you ruined with no mercy
poem by Esperanza Chilupula
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