Fallen Angel
From the womb I disentomb,
Upon this world my insults doth bloom.
Let no one alive presume,
That I have not been wrought to consume.
Through every thought I pervade,
I cast out the light and leave the shade.
Every effort to persuade,
Will be brought about for this crusade.
With my charm I captivate,
Perhaps it�s the norms I violate.
I will never hesitate,
I will always aim to instigate.
Of discord I am the groom,
With misrule and ridicule I loom.
My impulse is to consume,
I am to reap all that is abloom.
There�s no good I won�t degrade,
On this, my unholy escapade.
Every level I invade,
Will be just another accolade.
My plan is to incubate,
Ideas I want to germinate.
There�s no need to speculate,
Society I will saturate.
Clad in this mundane costume,
The righteous I�m never to assume.
Come to show the path to doom,
Amidst the splendor of pomp and plume.
I�m a self-made renegade,
From this escapade none can dissuade.
Humanity I pervade,
The effects of which will never fade.
Freedom I will generate,
It�s the mind I want to liberate.
A path I�ll not deviate,
For there�s a world to assimilate.
