I know most of my friends are lovely
like buttercups and daisies
I know they know of me
and do they really understand me

This is a poem just for the few
those who love me like I love you
and for mercy I do claim
this poem for you

I lost my standing many years ago
I lost my wings for something I said
but now I am free to help and hinder
those of might that put us under

My Name is what is
and proud of the death I can bring
hell has no fury
liken to buttercups and daisies

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris