The Snake

I have seen you spread your lies,

a pestilence

across the skies.

through hungry rats

and buzzing flies,

who  scramble frenzied

from your sight.

Tis She, The snake,

who sheds her skin

whenever a new breeze blows in.

you crawl the ground,

begin anew

You think the world belongs to you.

deceive them all,

my faithless friend,

your world is coming to its end.

For up above you.

in the trees,

a woman waits to lay her claim,

to maim and then devour you.

She pounces down, with angry heart

to tear your soul and skin apart;

with hungry tooth and sharpened claw-

you find yourself within her maw.

Its to your shame

and empty pride,

you, who i now despise,

to vainly try

and blindly dare

to slide inside My fatal lair.