The Possession Poem by Travis Lepine

Just like the cawing croaks that cry
amongst the tarnished evening sky

An evil lingers through a gust
of wind, and sin and growing lust

Lively is Death as breathing lungs
and he speaks a sound of haunting tongue

That on this night a man had heard
the corruption of his evil word.

The succubus devoured the mans' mind
his ears now deaf, his eyes now blind

He walked the streets a protégé
possessed by words he must obey

To serve the wreched and serve the will
of Satan and his command to kill

Horror was carried out that night
he stole the lives in Satan's sight

Underneath the cypress tree
in a graveyard of black debris

Sat the man-his mind perpturbed-
the wet air of night sang disturbed

The man knew not how he became
rubified to shades of a scorching flame

He sprouted like a peculiar rose
that grew from all that decompose

Underneath from where he stands
the pistol remained in his hands

What had he done? What must he do?
all questions he could not construe

The man hoisted the pistol high
the chamber glistened in his eye

The metal bullet entered his head
But intact was the man that never bled.