Which Hunt Poem by Benjamin Thornwood

'If the Devil is real
Then He Himself is walking among us'

Hiding in sheep's clothing
Ticking us to believe he is one of us
It could be any one of us here
But i know
I know who it is
For he cannot hide from me

It is you
You with dark eyes
And a dark soul
You with sharp nails
And a cutting word
You who's back is hunched over
It is you who if the wolf
You who is this devil
It is you who has doomed us all
Send him to the gallows!

Now that we've plucked that weed out of our perfect graden
We are left with only the proper sheep
All long hair
And light skin
All straight backs
And shining teeth
We are all exactly alike

'If the Devil is real
Then He Himself is walking among us'

But that can't be
We got rid of the weed
Of the parasite
Are you meaning to say
It could be one of us?
We are all the same
And the Devil doesn't look like me
The Devil is some dark skin with sharp teeth
Some crazy haired no body
Mentally unwell and ready to kill

Not me
Who is prim and proper
Me who is long haired and light skin
Straight backs and lovely white teeth
We all look exactly the same

There is no way he walks among us
Unless...
Unless one of us is lying
Yes!
One of us is lying
Stole the skin off the back of someone perfect
And slid it on
To make it seem they are like me
When of course they are not
Wolves can only hide for so long
And i am not helpless to their whims
I can see the patterns within
And...

And it's you!
Yes, it's you!
You who stole the skin
You who wear it to hide the devil within
I can see it in your eyes
Sagged and sunken
Look, see!
It is he!
Send him to the gallows!

There the problem is solved
And we are safe
The poison cut out before it could sink in

'If the Devil is real
Then He Himself is walking among us'

Now that truly must be wrong
We've dug him out
Ripped him from the soil by his hair
As to not infect us all
Maybe I'm missing something
Maybe it's not about looks
Or status
Or anything at all
Maybe it's the simple fact
That none of you are me

Yes, that's it!
You all are trying to corrupt me!
Twist and turn me with your devilish games
Ah but i'm too smart for that
I'm too clever to be fooled just like that

Yes it's all of you
I can see it now
You never looked like me to begin with
All haggled forms
Darkened in the shadows of your deeds
Your hair not real
But fake wigs put together just to fool me
You teeth are not natural but bleached shells
Twisted into your skulls
Disgusting
You all are disgusting monsters
And i can't believe i ever called you my kin
Send them all to the gallows!

'If the Devil is real
Then He Himself is walking among us'

Oh.
So it was me
And here i thought i was the one in danger
Well now
I must find a new home
It seems this one has died around me again.