Demon Child, Dark as night.. She is silent.. As the owls flight.. She sits in wait.. This little girl.. Suddenly silent wings unfurl.. It sings a song of others plight. Demon Child, dark as night.
Demon child, Death of soul.. She swallows emotions and memories whole.. At her touch, life withers down.. Screaming children to the ground.. As evil looks on and takes it's toll.. Demon Child, Death of souls.
This demon child is held and haunted By unending thoughts of freedom wanted.. She is trapped by evil.. Tortured by sin.. The hunter is hunted from deep within.. She is a product of darkness.. By which she is taunted.. Demon Child, held and haunted.
WOW!!!… Erica, this just was teeth-clenching, bone-jarring, soul-gripping poetry!!!… It just knocked me right out of the chair!!!… Great write, Poet!!!
This makes me think!!!
wow it could be a story........but she is not a child......she is in disguise........a decoy.........to tempt the soft hearted......then bam........the real demon makes a move........ok.......my imagine broke free.....this is great poetry........look how you inspired me........!!! bravo here!!! I am very impressed!!!
pax..........A
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
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wow it could be a story........but she is not a child......she is in disguise........a decoy.........to tempt the soft hearted......then bam........the real demon makes a move........ok.......my imagine broke free.....this is great poetry........look how you inspired me........!!! bravo here!!! I am very impressed!!!
pax..........A