Hark! The Prince of Hell returneth
He of horn
and hoof
and brimstone
He lusts for Man shackled,
For Demon armies
Whips in hand
lashing
biting
Breaking
What happened to my Hell?
But what is this? No demonic spires
concrete trees
plastic leaves
a turtle's noose
monsters with wheels
He took brief respite,
And Man roams free
wasting
polluting
destroying
I like what they've done with the place.
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What Happened to My Hell?
PoetryThe Devil comes back from a long absence to find humans have taken command over Hell, which has been renamed Earth. From a reddit writing prompt.
