The Monster

Look at me and shiver,
an evil demon does quiver.
Shiver at what you see,
that evil is me.

Watch the ground split,
see the light in my eyes now lit.
Watch the ground split from me,
run from what you see.

Watch the children sob,
see in front of me the mob,
See me chuckle,
on a cane I rap my knuckle.

See the tear in my eye,
ignore it and cry.
Hear the faint bang
from the necklace that around my neck does hang.

Cry the faint cry.
Wish rain to try,
to put out my blaze,
feel the dreary maze.

See my light swey,
see it now trickle away,
Still I cry some more,
evil has reclaimed me once more.