For These Devils To Disperse - When Truth Arrives Poem by sean north

For These Devils To Disperse - When Truth Arrives



'they'

called him
rasputin
and son of sam.

wH0

thE FuKc
dUz THey thInk
THa aM

'they'

called him
Charlie
bramble, weed.

whAt

FrEe kIN
sHow du tHey'd thINk
W3 sEEd

'they'

called him
skiet so sigh co
worse, every name a fukcn curse.

wHil3

W3 W8's On Our Lord
fOr the$e devils
t0 diSpErse

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