The calm forewarns the storm will arrive on breath of destruction. <br />The blue sky behind torrent stares down the spine of total corruption. <br />The price of pain is paid by the innocent who ask not, be invited. <br />A bitter moon slowly sets over satans shoulder, translucent and delighted. <br />Attending his works with scythe through fields of crop, eager and infinite. <br />Callus, uncaring, devoted to the task collecting the guilty with innocent. <br /> <br />Dedicated to my hero silentpoet grl<br /><br />jack green<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/satans-shoulder/
