Poems and such

What Am I?

Came along,
Off from dust
A

nd heinous acts
It caused in land

Travel sea
or land alike
With monstrous hunger
everything devours

Like hell flames burned
And crimson rivers flowed
For the power of their hunger
Could not be overthrown.

Mine, and mine alone
Yours... But not so much
Fear me, love me...
Forget me not.

It Weeps and wallows,
And laughs in joy
Be it dark or light
It cares not.

For it destroys
Everything in its path
And blames others,
now,

What am I?