and a demon such as this
brings many sorrows as I recall
The stories and the lies
nothing exists behind the eyes
when the soul isn't there at all
I knew him very well
The demon with an angel shell
and accepted every flaw
Though when I became more than me
The demon he did flee
with contempt for what he saw
Angry and alone
he sat upon his throne
wondering if he should change
He began to see the wrong
that had plagued his choices so long
His form began to rearrange
But his matron witch did see
metamorphosis begin in he
this she could not suffer
To keep her demon damned
She evoked diamonds from the sand
Spell cast by this demon's mother
She showered him with gifts
For evil acts and tricks
No thank you needed from him
Illusion for happiness you see
No love she had for he
Just control, malice and sin
The witch could only survive
By ruining children's lives
And turning them into demons
She tried but could not fool me
To give control of my angel baby
To her and her false angel son
She took the demon home
Jewel decorated his thrown
In order to keep him in her wake
This witch said to me
"My demon will never be
The angel you tried to make"
When I knew this to true
I told my demon "we can save you"
He angered at the truth
He coward in fear
His matron witch near
To save him from love and youth
The witch looked at me
And laughed with evil glee
Knowing she had been victorious
Her calculated win
Left the demon hollow and thin
Where once stood something glorious
My angel baby was safe
But attempts she did make
To try and seize him from me
She offered diamonds of enormous size
But I saw the sandy lie
My angel baby stays with me
She called upon her broken demon
To wear an angel shell again
And bring the angel baby to her cave
"He will be the greatest demon yet!"
She cried, without regret
While fondly she recalled all the souls unsaved
That angel-shelled demon came to us
Preaching love and using lust
To try and cloud my reason
While I knew all the while
His intentions were truly vile
A plan of vicious treason
Deception his only tool
He walked away like a fool
Once the angel baby shined his light
With enlightenment what was hidden can be seen
Not always a pleasing and reassuring scene
But revelation none the less
That witch's anger grew
With her demons failure to
Gain access to the child in question
She knew she could not try
Her spells on the innocent's eye
Defeat fueled her obsession
The witch threatened me with pain
In my arms the angel baby did remain
And with her the demon son on a rope
His soul is entrusted to me
This special angel baby
With his presence he brings hope
But demons and witches are afraid
That hope can change their ways
Of manipulation, narcissism and greed
If the angel baby beings to share
And makes others become aware
The witch's gifts satisfy only her evil need
To make more demon slaves to be
An army of ignorance and misery
With no regret for the souls she's burned
Clutching my angel baby tight
We are safe inside the light
And our minds remained unturned
That witch she packed her cave
Took her demon slaves
And accepted her defeat
We smiled and danced hex free
My angel baby and me
With the smell of triumph making the air sweet.
I know the demon will always try
To be in his mothers eye
By doing the evil he was taught
And on occasion bother me
With lies and trickery
So transparent they come to not.
Given the choice of good or bad
Some cower and choose the fad
For instant gratification
With the choice to abandon grace
You cannot hide your demon face
And are damned to a life of indignation
Now this fable does not preach
Of religious belief
Just of bad choices made by some
When they choose themselves above
Their child's health, happiness and love
The damage can't be undone.
These selfish people are made
By parents who persuade
Self-indulgence, ego and ignorance
These evil parents too
Have taken the easy way through
With others feelings of no consequence
And as a mother now
I cannot allow
My angel baby to become
Vapid, arrogant and cruel
By the hand of these fools
So their chances are left to none
I keep my son aware
Other people aren't just there
As a means to an end
That all living things are entitled
To respect, and it is vital
That good intention we always emit
It may not make him wealthy
But his soul will remain healthy
With love, honesty and valor in it.
Published by Maria Grace
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