Found Poem in Bless Me, Ultima

By Kaya

The Evil One

Let the evil come out!

A madman,

His face contorted with pain.

Bile poured from his mouth,

Like live snakes.

He was holding the side of his bed

Afraid to slip back into the evil spell.

He was very weak,

But well.

A man returned from a living hell.

Like a starved animal,

He ate.

Skeletal arms flailed the air,

Like seeing a dead person rise

He screamed the tortured cry

Our work was done.