The Maw Of Demons Poem by Atticus Mortimer

The Maw Of Demons



An outburst imploded,
like the center of a sun,
a hole like a demons gaping maw,
to swallow all of Ra,
The serpentine devil never appeased,
so with Horus' rage released,
he banishes the evil soul,
to the depths,
of his wretched cage,
at the bottom of his hole

Friday, May 18, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: evil
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