There is no empathy within her
sordid,black heart,
sympathy is a foreign thing to
her wretched,dark soul,
kindness to others never crosses
her gloomy,evil mind,
her attitude is hellish,cruel,unsociable,
she spews hatred and strife with her icy,
contempt filled words,
sorrow and pain are her dark allies,
love' wonderful light cannot penetrate
the darkness within her,
she raises her dark scythe at the
stroke of midnight to claim another
victim for Hell's glowing fires,
for she is an angel of death,
riding upon the winds of midnight.
Donavon Scott Vinson