Sacrificed and pushed into the Tunnel of No Return, did the young boy find himself. Turned around and upside down, as he made it to the other side. Walking home, his mother could not understand who or what she was seeing. Father's older sister, snapping her gum and stomping her feet in rage at his survival. No amount of praying would save anyone tied to the young boy's botched murder attempt. GOD had turned his back on the once faithful and single minded church going folk. For, when the boy had returned from the Pit of Hell he was sacrificed to, he brought back Evil so pure it could not be stopped. Evil can smell Evil as Dogs can identify each other by smelling each other's ass. One by one, those that prayed for his sacrifice were in turn sacrificed themselves. No amount of prayer could save them. For, Evil could not hold the secret any longer and whispered the epiphany into the young boys ear one stormy night, in a fitful nightmare. Waking and understanding why his entire life, he was hated by complete strangers on different corners of the world. Now that the young boy has grown, he plotted his revenge. Walking by hissing strangers that knew of his existence and hated him for living to tell his tale. This, my enemies is the story of your doom.......
© Dale A Martinez