Albert Ahearn


A Demon's Introspection - Poem by Albert Ahearn

In the recesses of my mind
Lurks an imaginary fiend;
a part of my psyche’s design
borne of a roguish, mutate gene.
Deceit belies my comeliness
To my casual encounters,
I’m well-mannered and smartly dressed
I’m an unsuspecting monster.
Damn fools! Clothes never make the man
nor his discriminating taste.
This real man is more inhuman
whose moral state is unchaste.
I was born with this affliction
Wreaking pain is satisfaction.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 18, 2010

Poem Edited: Monday, November 8, 2010


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