Secrets of Mr. Hyde

I search my soul in vain
For the secrets of Mr. Hyde
Hiding deep inside
Unannounced
He makes his moves
Waiting for the darkness
Ready to fry my brain
Thoughts repulsive
Repugnant
Tie my limbs, I can
But the mind digress
Temptations
Did Satan corrupt Eve
Or God impregnated us
With duality
Forbidden fruit or necter
As night goes, daybreak
Evil will pass
Goodness reign


This poem is in response to Jane Dougherty’s November Yeats Challenge day Two

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