Angels of Hell: Canto I, Part III

A Hero Wakes
Jason Carpenter; Terry Gonzales
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A slap is heard across the room,
Jarring Jason to the world of living.
“Wake up pig! Your execution’s stayed.”
Terry shouts through his misgiving.
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Terry screams, and rants, and raves
Sounds of nonsense; demons and fire.
Lunatic squeals of a drugged up man,
It would appear he couldn’t be higher.
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Loosely bound behind his back,
Jason ponders his predicament.
He pops his shoulder; dislocates thumbs,
When Terry gets lost in his lament.
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Jason knew this was his only chance,
Lest he get best again by his captor.
Spring to action; take him fast.
No mistakes can be a factor.
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He grabs a board and swings it hard,
In one fell swoop, Terry falls.
Swiftly cuffing the burly man,
Then from the window a crackling calls.
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A low hum, rather hypnotic;
Like a sirens call to the sea.
Jason approaches steady and sure,
To determine causality.
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His city is being torn asunder,
By beasts so foul, so cruel and stark.
In the center the Horsemen ride,
As voraciously as a shark.
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How could this be? How’s this happening?
Could this really be the end?
Jason didn’t believe in Hell,
A view he must now transcend.
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