Keith Foley

Serial Killer

The evil that lurkes beneath this mask,
keeps itself hidden for passionate task.

The task it has, unknown to all,
drains the soul to a hellbound call.

From benneath the earth does rise
an eriee voice 'No compromise'

From this voice the charge does come,
one must act or one must run!

Running away the voice gives chase,
but acting out, I'll win this race.

The acts I commit I could get cought,
but the thrill it gives can't be bought.

What's this thrill, you want to know?
Join my army and join the show.

His legions, there's thousands now,
give up your Soul and take a vow.

Your dedication is not to Him,
but back to the voice deep within.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 20, 2008
Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 2, 2009

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  • Tanya Stanford (8/14/2008 1:10:00 AM)

    It's sad how many people listen to the wrong voice and give up their soul but thankfully God does not give up on us. I love the interpretation of this poem. You truly are gifted with a great way of expressing yourself through your poetry works.

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  • Kacie Dearly <3 (7/22/2008 8:02:00 PM)

    this is the true works tat people must hear. very well done.

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