The Demon Demeans Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Diabolical,
And with scheming...
The demon demeans.
It's diabolical.
And it shows.
It's diabolical.
And this grows.

Diabolical,
And with scheming...
The demon demeans.
To undo and proving too,
What demons choose to do.

Unwilling or unable to communicate.
While whispering in ears the benefits of hate.
To then seek easy exits after leaving this taste.
It's diabolical.
And this shows.
It's diabolical.
And it grows.

Crushing backs of people feeling they've been attacked,
By other people so removed from thinking of that.
But demons are on missions to eliminate facts.
It's diabolical.
And it shows.
It's diabolical.
And this grows.

An openness for evil has been well received.
And people unaware don't know they've been deceived.
The heating of this feeding has been fed to believe,
To leave the people bleeding and pleading on their knees.
It's diabolical.
And this shows.
It's diabolical.
And it grows.

Diabolical,
And with scheming...
The demon demeans.
It's diabolical.
And it shows.
It's diabolical.
And this grows.

Diabolical,
And with scheming...
The demon demeans.
To undo and proving too,
What demons choose to do.