Devil on Your Shoulder


Matted
Tattered hair
Plastered to the brow
Of contempt
Casting devious glares
Forcing misjudgment
Unholy injustice
Down parched throats
Of swayed sheep
Who then drink so greedily
From anger's misleading fountain
Where lies slide
Like slick waste
Down...
Down...
Down to the belly
Of self-destruction
Wherein lies the
Impending demise
For those who
Can only see
Through thick veils
of another's eyes

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