The Child

Vengence is strange

I call forth the demons

From way down below

Rise from thy slumber

For I’m not thou foe

 

For years thy has slept

On cold plutonic floor

If thou seek’th freedom

Simply follow my law

 

You must do one job

Before you take leave

A child you will steal

Right after conceive

 

It has black eyes

So the prophets predict

You will leave it no harm

Nor pain will inflict

 

Bring me this child

And you shall all go

One last thing

That is needed to know

 

This infant is child

Of one quite acclaimed

If you do meet him

Do not speak his name

 

The bub is child

Of the immortal devil

The black-hearted man

Who brought you down to his level

 

Go forth my demons

Bring me the babe

If you forsake me

I shall let loose a plague

 

This plague will burn

Those of your kind

It will keep searching

Till there’s none left to find

 

Go now my fiends

The woman is due

Finally revenge

Lord Hades will rue

 

He punished

How could he forget?

I’ll raise his son

He’ll live with regret

Author's Note

I'm not sure if people will be confused by this, if you are please tell me the parts that ruin the poem so that I can go back and fix them.

-Thanks, Kiara