Monday, October 22, 2012
No Prompt Poetry.....
*****Ballad of a Predator*****
He lives among us, a silent man
And no body pays attention
Blood and Sin dominate his soul
A lifetime of rejection
He looks quite sane, he fits right in
A Master of projection!
He has a job, he feeds his cats
His neighbors say he's kind
He hides his horror so expertly
Any goodness is hard to find
But inside a mild exterior
Lies a very wicked mind...
He stalks the Malls and Internet
He's intelligent and sly
He has a Black and Empty heart
His victims ALL must die
When you look into his face
What you see....Is Evil's eye!!
The basic Ballad form is a sestet of iambic heptameter.
The 2nd, 4th, and 6th lines are rhyming.