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Definition Journey
He's a jackal --
Circling the fences
Panting and drooling
Awaiting opportunity
Sly in the darkness
Hunting the helpless
Closing in upon --
The innocent frail
Somehow less --
Yet similar
He's a rodent --
A large diseased
Crawling disorder
Chewing on wires
Excreting on valuables
Scratching upon doors
Trying to get it
Somehow less --
Yet similar
He's a cockroach --
Scampering in cupboards
Spreading rampant sickness
Prowling at night
Crawling over commodes
Consuming dung matter
Traveling in sewers
Afraid of the light
Somehow less --
Yet similar
He's a tick --
A parasitic being
Feeding off others
Suckling at blood
Draining life-force
Diminishing those --
Greater than he
Somehow less --
Yet similar
He's a heap --
Of horrid maggots
Gnawing at life
Creating damages
Upon the weak
Beckoning infection
Calling in demise
Somehow less --
Yet similar
He's garbage --
Over-piling
Clogging up the can
Taking up space
Reeking and unsightly
Ruining surroundings
Spilling upon the floor
Growing this way
Somehow less --
Yet similar
He's a bacterium --
A flesh eating variety
Transferring to others
An epidemic of illness
Landing where unwelcome
Always uninvited
Yet he descends
Somehow less --
Yet similar
He's a specter --
A vampire or ghost
A vicious entity
Of demonic form
Following his Mecca
Of pure evil intent
Cloaked in lies --
A false prophet
Something less --
Yet similar
He's an ameba --
Perhaps its excretion
The lowest denominator
Of the product
He's what's left behind
After an organism departs
He's what's filthy --
After life's marched away
Somehow less --
Yet similar
He's all of these things --
And more in scores
He's everything pointless
In damages realm
Without just cause
He is the error --
In the eye of chaos
He is the pride --
In a sociopath's mind
He is the delusion --
Of a dangerous coward
Indeed he is all --
Of these things
And more in scores
He is malfeasance
In all its malignancy
He is what he embraces
Without conscience
He is sole depravity
Perpetrating in fear --
HIS terror of capture
He remains for all time
Nefarious and endemic
He has no buttons --
No off switch,
No limits,
No compassion
As he has no heart
He is the base factor --
Of nothing salvageable.
By Lady Lost
Copyright © 2002
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