"Confused Angel From Hell"
“Confused Angel From Hell”
He was evil, had been for millennia,
Loving discord and chaos,
His name was Confusion,
He was the only being who wasn’t save his evil friends,
Many commendations and awards for raising hell on earth were his,
Pride was his sister and he wore it well,
War was a specialty of his as well as racism,
He had mentored many, many murderous dictators and despots,
He owned a huge trophy for Hitler of which he was particularly proud,
Yet a doubt had somehow taken hold although he had never had a soft spot for anything yet he was bothered,
Bothered, almost saddened by the amount of misery he had caused among the youngest victims,
In short the children were getting to him, at times he almost felt like giving one of his biggest awards back,
Something about the faces in the pictures seemed to bother him and it worried him,
Was Confusion confused?
He had had no doubts before, not ever,
Yet he just couldn’t get past the babies,
Was his long dead spirituality still inside him somehow, somewhere?
What to do? To whom could he turn? Who could he confide in?
To even hint at his problem would mean a slow and torturous death,
Yet sometimes it almost seemed the only way out!
Nothing could save him, no one could help, or could they?
In the darkest depths of his evil he began to cry out, his anguish was palpable, how could he go on?
He saw a light in the darkness, it was then they came for him,
They were all there,
Anguish and Hatred worked on him day and night to no avail,
He just couldn’t get his mojo back,
Finally their frustration came to a head and they decided to end him,
The execution was set at 3:00 A.M. the dark hour,
His hours were ending fast, was there no escape?
He searched again for the light,a
Thy will be done.
Copyright: Sam Hyde
03-15-16
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