Lust

Blood lust of a powerful mind,
Here to steal your child’s time,
Set to destroy motherly delight,
Wants, in EVERY way, your right.
Sucks away your family soul,
Comes from the deepest, vilest, hole.
Bringer of death, doom, despair,
Your child’s life, you CAN’T repair,
It comes after the dead of night,
You can not match it with your might,
There is one weapon it can feel,
You must use brains, not mere steel.
Caution with whom you trust,
Worms may have a treacherous lust.
Hurry, it’s a dreadful race,
In the end, it must show it’s face.
You must win, this very day,
Before it takes your child away.
Truly it’s a nightmare spawned,
Suddenly, it strikes at dawn.


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