A Final Choice Poem by Melvina Germain

The shadow of darkness casts a spell over me.
It finds me in the night with no offer of sympathy.
Fondling me caressing me, holding me fearful close
An evil presence clearly noted, while Satan boasts.

Triumphant in your endeavours, you are the king of beasts,
Grasping deadly pleasure of which your body feasts.
You tower over the weak and sneak beneath the strong.
Reaching to the depths, watching good bodies drown..

Oh the earth dost rumble while fire blasts away.
Coven doors stay open as you find your easy prey.
You come as a beautiful Angel, so shiek and cavalier,
Hidden truths lie dormant, as you penetrate with fear.

As the evil deeds are done for the masters' heavy hand.
Used up pieces of flesh, shrivel as you planned.
Fear not! ! ! The doors will open, the light will shine through.
A decision must be made………………………
Do I choose Him or do I choose you.

Written: Sept 23,2008