Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

Slowly...steady, and stop!
Observe 'that' pacing back and forth in the background.
Listen to what's being said,
And then watch their deeds.
Back further...and stop!
'Hey. There's that same 'thing'.
What is that? '
Hear their words...
And then watch their actions.
Stop and zoom in! Notice anything at all?
'What on Earth is that? Who is that? What is it'?
That is Lucifer!
He has been the star of this madness since this all began!
'What is he whispering in the ear of that little guy,
The one standing in defiance behind the podium? '
I don't know...
But he's giggling his ass off, isn't he?
'How are we suppose to edit this? '
I don't know!
Someone says there is a memo floating around,
About another little guy with slanted eyes requesting our services.
They say he is daring anyone to believe he is not just as crazy
As that creature we've been assign to edit out of this documentary!

Rumor has it...
He believes this 'Lucifer' character,
Is just a wannabe!

Comments about Documentary

Hi Lawrence, A little scary this poem. I am not into reading about the devil. But excellent write. Take care.

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