Insidious

An open window,the only source of light

A twisted distorted shadow,a pitiful sight.

An axed tree,a decaying log

A sadistic mind,clouded by an evil fog

An open ground with a bottomless well

The fires are burning,the fires in hell

A strange sound,The wind has blown

The seeds of hate have just been sown

The window closes,the lights go out

His lips curl into a smile hearing her shout

January 2007

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