His breath is the gas of a devil.
His eyes burn into our dreams.
His lies have perverted the truth.
His hands have defiled his own people.
His words have infested our minds.
His rats pour out from his belly,
Stinking and foul and diseased.
Your faith will eventually kill,
This beast who has raped and devoured,
Enjoying the wounds that he makes.
Your strength will defeat his defiance.
Your fears can then be replaced,
By the healing and feeling it takes,
To rebuild and to love and believe. © Will Barton 2011