Posted by: Ron DuBour | October 11, 2018

Satan’s Smoke~by Patrick Kevin O’Shea



Satan’s Smoke

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Smoke the pipe of peace not war.
Then blow across the plains.
To touch the souls of evil men.
That cause such death and pain.
They scribe the script to dissipate.
The fire of thunderbolts.
That scorch the earth with Satan’s smoke.
To breath down feeble throats.
Flesh that burns as children yearn.
Beneath hot wicked fires.
Cascading smoke for future stoke.
To plant avenging mire.
This cancer spreads for future dread.
From Satan’s wicked lies.
To cast his spell from burning Hell.
Beneath our earthly skies.
So stoke the smoke of peace not war.
To stop this evil rout.
To douse the fuel of evil minds.
Peace not war, I shout!…

Poetry by
Copyright@written by
Patrick Kevin O’Shea


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