Angel Of Death (Horror Story) Poem by Prince Froggy Mwalimu

Final destination

in the deepest depths of hell
in the midst of a thousand skulls
stands a hooded figure in black robes

the figure holds a razor sharp axe,
he admires his reflection in the glimmering axe,
for the last thousand years his strength has mutipled,
the shimmering blade reminds him of his victims,

sons, daughters, mothers and fathers have all fallen to his death blade,
though it has sliced many necks,
it has never been stained,
it just gets sharper and sharper,

a smile lit's his cracked fierce looking face,
tonight will be a lucky night it seems,
Jasmine image appears in the golden skull at the altar,
'Go, go, go get her' the skull commands,

in a flash of a devil's heartbeat,
a portal hole appears overhead the hooded figure,
the figure echoes in laughter and is swallowed in the portal hole

in a twinkle of an eye,
the figure reappears at club labanda,
not as a beast but as a cute goodløoking young man,

in a flash of a devil's heartbeat,
a portal hole appears overhead the hooded figure,
the figure echoes in laughter and is swallowed in the portal hole

in a twinkle of an eye,
the figure reappears at club labanda,
not as a beast but as a cute goodløoking young man,

jasmine sits a few tables away,
as she sips her juice,
her eyes meet his,

she examines his cute face,
his musculine hulky body is a sight to behold,
seems tonight will b a long night.