THE ANTI-CHRIST

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is the 1st of a two poem series. In case I haven't made it plain enough who the anti-Christ in real life is; the 2nd poem NSA will spell it out!

Submitted: September 16, 2016

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Black as ashes stands the man
Born to command the evil night,
Tall and lean, he brings terror to
Anyone who dares defy his right;
To rule the world eight awful years
Making nations fall before his might,
Once deemed "The Great Black Hope" by all
Now we know him as the Anti-Christ.

Smiling like a Cheshire Cat
This creature shapen like a man,
Raises his iron fist against
Anyone who ever dares to stand;
Against him and his dreadful rule
Too decent to obey his foul commands,
When will Jesus return to free us from
The Anti-Christ who walks the land?

Slithering like the meanest snake
Sending terror against the very brave,
Those who see through his shallow guise
Are destined soon to lie in state;
For daring to want freedom's return
They're headed for an early grave,
The Anti-Christ will not be stopped
He takes no prisoners ... only slaves!

Making Hitler seem like a fallen saint
The Anti-Christ rules the Empire of Fright,
Spreading terror in his loathsome wake
Don't barrack for this hideous blight;
Right makes wrong around the world
Guided by this creature foul of sight,
Once deemed "The Great Black Hope" by all
Now we know him as the Anti-Christ.


THE END
© Copyright 2016
Philip Roberts
Melbourne, Victoria, Australia


 


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