Plain mean

A Poem by Que

As cold as ice
As hard as stone
Nowhere near nice
It’s not in your bone

Mean and cold blooded
That’s how you roll
All evil and wicked
Treating people like a doll

Acting like the devil
Guarding hell’s gate
No one can reach your level
Filled with anger and hate

Pushing everyone around
Toying with all on the way
Having darkness to surround
Where your ‘ heart’ is to lay

With your ominous looks
Scaring monsters and demons
Driving deep inside, your hooks
All for the wrong reasons

You’re so ungrateful
So unworthy of what you get
Unbelievably deceitful
Without any rules to be set

You don’t deserve what you receive
Setting up everyone in your trap
You will no longer deceive
As no longer will anyone take your crap