Vile Creature

The wretched creature come out at night, beady eyes and full of hate. Free of restrains of the normal being, destroying everything in its path. Allowed to roam the exotic land, alone and unaware of what above plans. As heaven above looks down on him, water flows to clean the hate of him. Hoodwink he becomes, as the world changes into action. Oppose by the beauty of the sacred lands, cockroaches scurry as the light shines through. As the creature looks up, it shakes its mighty hand. Heaven's angels hear its screams, unaware of the hate oozing below.

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