Lost Poem by John Masaitis

The Demon's cheer
In your ear
Now you hear
Do not fear
Death is near
What a year
Wasted here
Disappear
No career
Drug's adhere
Nor sincere
Profiteer
Life unclear
Gang's cohere
Drink a beer
Tear's so sere
Poem's jeer
Word's do sneer
Rapist's leer
Pain severe
Mutineer
Cavalier
Insincere
Commandeer
Moneyman
Financier
Hell's cashier.

Pleasures sin
He does revere.
Darkness soon
Your souvenir
Eternity
The Demon's Cheer.