It's A Lie Poem by Eduardo Jacobo Miranda Garcia

Delayed has come darkness through the valley of horror he death is waiting.
You'll be insane if I cry thousand rivers of blood,
witch for the devil is true.
He sneaks into your dreams
and terrify you,
after that you'll live with that trauma for the rest of your life.
They don't touch your loved ones,
but I bet he will make you change your mind.
He remembers what you're scared of and he uses it against you.
He rises upon the earth through the sky and rock,
he screams words the man kind won't speak of,
he waits for the moment your weak,
he sticks to your soul and eats it slowly.
Her eyes are blue.
His soul was abandoned.
He cry s the thousand rivers of blood and
jell his sadness upon us.
We were domed since the day we were born,
so we live in this world full of lies,
horror,
sickness
and pain.
It crawls through roads following you 'ill you can't run further.
He's the light of the darkness but soon light of the weak.
It's brother of the devil,
I will not speak (no more)
.......It's a lie.