Poetic-Verses

YOU KAINAKO!

You Kainako;
You're looking at me;
You sat on a fence
Like a pest
As black as the curtains of hell
Preventing all the haep of August
Presented to me
With a black sky
As sleek as a web
And deadly as disease
You sat on a fence to spy at me
I mean, the airport fence
But today, you're dead and gone
And like carcasses on a battlefield
You and all hell
Are no more.