I Am Satan Poem by matt fromm

You blame me for your mistakes.
You curse my name when things go wrong.
You tear me down simply for my thoughts.
Upon exhile you leave me no choice but to seek retribution.
With the clever calm of my fiery gaze and the swirl of my hand I create worlds of torment and misfortune.
A sea of blood flows on my command.
I hold fear in the hollow of my hand and thrust it upon whom ever I choose.
I am the love child of judgment and ridicule.
The hatred bestowed upon me has given me nothing but strength
and endurance.
As the great impaler.
As holder of all that is reviled.
As Lord of a dark world of unexistance I need no minions I need no followers.
I am the ruler of my world.
Vengence is mine and only mine.
To be spit on no more.
No more.
No more.