If You Wish Me Hell Poem by Thomas Duncky

If You Wish Me Hell



If by any other reason you hold
You sit down to think and ponder
Long and quite upon my life
And then in the corner of your heart
At the centre of your own life
Where you keep your deep desires
You wish me butterflies
And cast upon my effigy a golden crown
And the shiniest sparkling stars and the purest fountains
I
In my spiteful heart will with all my might
Wish you a golden wonderland
The sweetest honeydews that I can find
I, deep to the roots from whence my heart does sprout
Will wish you the best of life
But
If in your proud, dirty and spiteful heart
Under the veil you hide with your baked smiles
You wish upon me a plague
The most fatal omens to fault the spirit of a mortal man
If
Deep down your dark heart, evil brews
Bubbling and forever turning into lethal poison
And you by any other reason you let it slip
To complete itself out with wicked deeds for my downfall
I
And I
Will descend the ladders of honour
Down to the filthy dark dungeons of my heart
To seek whatever snakes and serpents I can find
And let them loose upon your soul

If and only if deep down your soul you wish me hell!

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