He used his curse wisely. Fallen Angel 8

He wasn't a man
of that he was glad
he had watched these pitiful creatures
fornicate
and masturbate
alienate
procrastinate
but for what purpose?

Were they merely a plague?
Destroying like biblical locusts
the hard work from above.

He used his curse,
man was already cursed
with his stupid dangly bits
and a pair of kill switches within kicking distance.

Woman........
she was the one that spat out more and more plague bearers,
she was the one that overpopulated his peacefulness
she was the one ripe for cursing

so it was decided on Gods day off,
Use your egg
or bleed and swell
suffer pain
crippling pain

for his enjoyment.

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I have decided to repost these as individual poems, they are taken from my poetry book I published on Amazon.
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Fallen-Angel-Mr-Darren-Connor/dp/1492989223

Some of the older members have already read these and I thank them
Just a quick fix to get my number of poems up. I was probably a bit quick publishing, some of these need more work.