The Demon

By Daniel Hoeweler

Who is that man That I see Who is that man That watches me You look suspicious And very strange Stop staring at me As if your deranged I look at you You glare me I begin to see Your murderous spree I’m onto you I see your hate As you walk towards me I stand and wait I see your eyes They are red Demon of Lucifer You want me dead An angelic voice Speaks to me From a place I can not see “There is no mercy There is only hate For you my friend This is your fate.”