Captain of the ship points with his hook,
he knows where they go from reading his book,
smile on his face with the left dropped from a scar,
up to the eye causing him not to see far,
the hidden island ahead covered in clouded ash,
reaching the shore with his pegged pelvis a splash,
sliding along leaving a trail in the sand,
the other pirates move fast without lending a hand,
finding the treasure just as he reaches the hole,
then the other pirates run back with what they stole,
with the captain crawling back over to the beach,
seeing his ship leaving out of calls reach,
putting together that they deliberately left him behind,
he thought them all to be less greedy and more kind.

black rocks pulsing with smoke,
the demon rises as he woke,
opening eyes to view the sight,
with low flames glowing light,
crawling over those rocks so hot,
where the corpses of victims rot,
tender meat of legs first,
swallow all with blood thirst,
burning flesh draws other demons near,
just at that moment two knights appear,
swinging swords and slaughtering them all,
stabbing the last with a final call,
half eaten bodies of the loved all messed,
as now they are taken and properly laid to rest.

into the arms of the devil she married,
in her stomach was the hell spawn she carried,
stolen away with her soul from the protective hand,
standing and waving with a fake smile to not understand,
checking in constantly commenting to see if all being right,
returned back home happy from her honeymoon night,
soon the baby will come with everyone at the shower,
he returns from a hard day at work still with happy power,
the baby comes and he calls that mother in law,
the baby is born healthy but viewed rotten to the core,
as their family so happy but full of evil according to her eyes,
she awaits for the day when comes the lies,
hatred for him because he comes from far,
a jealous overprotective mother is ready to wage war,
but as times move on she sees no evil come,
no problems no bad he is never scum,
her judgement was wrong from beginning to end,
now she spends her elderly age too late to mend.

cracks form over the walls of the shaking building at the top,
the pulsing thuds from under keep coming and never a sign to stop,
everything not tied down rattles with the sounds of bells,
as from under the castle the big beast dwells,
roars of power echo over the halls,
as the young princess peeks around noticing its calls,
the king sees her and quickly leads her away from this beast,
he tells her of its capture in the valley to the east,
back in her room she sits on the bed,
with the king smiling as she straightens the crown on his head,
before she goes back to sleep she says words that fill his mind,
'when will the babys mother come?' she tells him from behind,
"what makes you think its a baby?" he wonders about her thought,
"it cries, its a baby." she tells him as he realizes what he brought,
another scream heard from outside the walls of the castle keep,
waking everyone up from their slightly disturbed sleep,
the mother has arrived with all knights swallowing,
as the calls from its baby from far she was following.

she walks along with nothing to think about,
seeing a statue of a man on a stone mount,
liking it as she smiles thinking of it on the way,
she sleeps that night thinking of it until the next day,
passing again with smiles of its pure great,
as the excited feeling for the next night cannot wait,
during the coldest winter of darkness snowing down,
she walks to the statue in the middle of the town,
looking up and smiling she decides to read the sign,
with at first her thoughts so divine,
her thoughts turn from happy to sad,
then adding to her emotions being mad,
walking around the statue to see more,
he is the man who stole her grandfathers idea leaving him poor,
the next day everyone looks at the statue in shock,
for in front of it scratched deep in the rock,
'fraud' written in paint with underpants on his head,
she remembered all the truth her grandfather said.

Circling birds poo overhead,
"don't look up with mouth open" mother said,
stepping around landmines of behind the dog,
"Wear shoes to avoid that big soft log."
guided to avoid the shit life will always give,
"oops i farted." she says but i forgive.

wagging tail from the sweet trusting dog pet,
sadness fills the heart to never forget,
he knows not what he did was wrong,
for both the owner having to be the one who is strong,
the vet comes with a needle in his hand,
inserting it giving some pain the dog doesn't understand,
the eyes roll back and he shakes having a fit,
as the punishment is death from the thief he bit,
a court order hammered down to have the dog put to sleep,
yet he did a good thing but now the owner does sadly weep.

curled up in the corner of the room with beams of dusted light,
they move across with time so slight,
looking at their brightness on the wall,
with pupils growing from large black holes to small,
taking a breath his mind imagines the horrors he saw,
not getting better but only seeing more,
swirls of anger again in his accusing stare,
nothing left to have and nothing to care,
blaming everything on the way he was thrown out of the world,
thinking more getting scared he again curled,
his feelings shattered with more to grow,
because he was a man first elected to leave that fucking reality tv show.

he fell with the wind passing his ears,
not knowing where the bottom was added to his fears,
with a hard thud breaking his back in several places,
the feelings all fade into the darkness losing all traces,
struggling to breathe with coughing up the blood,
sinking slowly unable to move in this thick mud,
no hope of living beyond the next few hours,
as the mud pulls him down as it devours,
a light seen above floating around that he can see,
water covers as the light touches him being a soul so free,
the water bubbles around the hot light steaming with mist,
touching him to pull his broken body out as he can't resist,
bright eyes look down on him with fire warming his head,
the wondering over of thoughts in his mind 'is he dead',
touching his face and burning him to wake from his sleep,
it sees the evil in his soul letting him go to sink back in the deep.

many of the villagers escaped the war,
leaving for the mountains dirty and poor,
living off what small amount of food they would find,
hardening their souls over what possession they left behind,
over time through anger they gained strength learning to fight,
not seeing any difference between wrong or right,
now a tribe of hungry destructive youth,
they attack not knowing the historical truth,
slaughtering the villagers with most escaping to the hills,
over time slowly the population of peaceful people refills.