Milkbone, The Savior, and just plain evil

Things come in threes.
One, was way too many.
The forest and the trees.
Have nothing,
On them.

Milkbone was a blond.
Saw his father expand his mind.
His father’s.

Then,
The beauty of the outer shell.
Blond, tall, blue eyes.
That saw nothing.

Don’t get me started on The Savior.
Last time I saw him,
He said he was the savior.
And that I was the anti-something.
Did not matter.

Then, of course, the sociopath.
Nuf said.