jack green - Satans Shoulder

The calm forewarns the storm will arrive on breath of destruction.
The blue sky behind torrent stares down the spine of total corruption.
The price of pain is paid by the innocent who ask not, be invited.
A bitter moon slowly sets over satans shoulder, translucent and delighted.
Attending his works with scythe through fields of crop, eager and infinite.
Callus, uncaring, devoted to the task collecting the guilty with innocent.

Dedicated to my hero silentpoet grl

jack green

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