To hope and dream is to aspire,
But me, I’m destined for damnation’s fire.
For Satan sits upon my shoulder,
My evil schemes are getting bolder.

That man you knew, that perfect gent,
Is gone forever, no time to lament.
I’ve loved, I’ve lost, I’ve laughed, I’ve cried,
But now that man you knew has died.

Good things come to those that wait,
But alas for me, I’m denied that fate.
My kindly soul oft played upon,
So now my friends, that soul is gone.

The world today is fuelled by hate,
People choosing to taunt and bait.
I used to look with sheer dismay,
But this is now society’s way.

So to those that played me for a fool,
And thought it fine to treat me cruel.
Just watch your backs and feel my ire,
For now I’m fighting fire with fire.

It may be wrong to feel this way,
But every dog must have its day.
Darwin spoke of natural selection,
So I’ve evolved, plotting my deception.

This timid soul has lost its shell,
And yes it’s destined to rot in hell.
This is wrong I hear you say,
Ironic really, as you turned me this way!

© Cinco Espiritus Creation
2012