The Soul Freezes
Flash Tales 7
Through the unmarked graves
where the weeds were overgrown,
sinful souls were trapped like slaves,
demon masters shown,
they beat down upon bodies
that had no warmth of their own,
even in Hell’s heat, the soul freezes,
and the graveyard breezes
mounds of intertwined spirits
grew too deep,
the graveyard was steep,
the devil’s pace quickened,
and lost souls followed like sheep,
death and darkness reached its peak,
the devil’s legs and sandal laces were streaked
with the olive color of drying gore,
everything seemed so final,
for Mankind, hope was no more,
as their sins grew and the evil would soar.
© 2015 Frank Atanacio
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