Demon Children

Demon Children

A Poem by Diewithme
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Metaphor for the Nine evils

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There were nine who walked the earth in that day, and the blood of demons ran through their veins.
When they came of age, their power was unleashed upon any who drew too near.
The eldest daughter was manipulative, turning brother against brother, lover against lover.
The second in age was a temptress, driving men mad with desire, crushing them with refusal.
The third was a son, a dealer of pain, hurtful and destructive, ceaselessly cruel and uncaring.
The rest were not yet grown, yet still wise beyond their years, and strong beyond their size.
Each an embodiment of the darkness in mankind.

© 2016 Diewithme


Author's Note

Diewithme
Do you want to know more of the Demon Children? Kinda a Metaphor too, not sure if that's the correct word.

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Diewithme
Diewithme

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Kinda evil, kinda hate myself? Do you even care what I have to say? more..

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A Poem by Diewithme