Belgium
21st Century
Paranoia strikes ones soul.
That terrible dream of the
Extortionist, in the light of coal.
Deciphering his plans, creeping forth--
Lurching with that twisted desire.
His victim, a saint, bewildered by the senses--
Overcome by evil, she is forced and bound.
Getting away with what should be murder.
Murder of one's mind, murder of one's soul.
DayPoems Poem No. 2290
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/2290.html">Belgium by Jonathan Martin</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
Timothy Bovee, editor
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