The Blasted Face of Darkness [new sonnet]

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Down deep within the cesspit pool of Hell
(by “Hell” I mean the world where demons lurk;
one which we cannot see – it’s parallel),
Beelzebub had on his face a smirk.

And well he might! For in the other room
from his (the one where humans strut and prate
upon the stage of their infernal doom),
the people there his work did celebrate.

As for myself, peace, beauty, love, I’ll share.
I’ve seen the dark; I know its blasted face —
so I’ll not on my body horror wear,
nor will I let such vileness near my space.

Please tell me: Why should evil fascinate?
This ghoulish day I’ll not commemorate.

© Copyright, Alan Morrison, 2021

[The copyright on my works is merely to protect them from any wanton plagiarism which could result in undesirable changes (as has actually happened!). Readers are free to reproduce my work, so long as it is in the same format and with the exact same content and its origin is acknowledged]

One thought on “The Blasted Face of Darkness [new sonnet]

    djsbzbee said:
    Oct 30, 2021 at 4:10 am

    Well said! Agreed. Absolutely sick of it. Always glad for All Saints’ Day. A day to pray for brothers and sisters. 🙂

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