Demon Poem by Phil Panebianco

Demon



Look into the eyes of a demon,
his voice so silent, yet screaming.
That dark stare in his eye,
the endless nights we cry.
The blood in his veins so cold,
his spirit he has sold.
We cannot stop these feelings of rage,
wish he was rotting in a cage.
His actions have shocked an entire nation,
this demon, is the devils creation.

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