As the heat starts to rise, the devil’s plot thickens

Jobs become burdens, like bills

Cheating becomes second nature to husbands, like breathing

Emptiness quickly overtakes the wives heart, like a plague

Children swiftly invent deceitful plans, like thieves

Diamonds become tainted with blood, like knives

As time for leisure increases, the evil one’s campaign begins

Like a hunter, he searches for those who are weak

Like an animal, he preys on those asleep

Like a coach, he recruits those who will join his team

Like a professor, he infiltrates the minds of those who will take heed

Like a scorned lover, he plots revenge like no other

As vacations approach an inevitable end, the deceiver plants seeds that produce death

Schools, like prisons, become a capstone for terrorists

Churches, like mines, explode leaving those designed for inhabitance destitute

Trunks, like trenches, are used as a haven for snipers

Airplanes, like missiles, are launched as weapons of war

Parents, like pedophiles, betray their children

When will the summertime end?

© Monique McDowell 2008  All rights Reserved