Devils Fear

by CD Richards

All Hallows' Eve, a moonlit night, in two-thousand-eighteen,
the Dark Lord of the universe unveiled his fiendish plot
to summon evil, likes of which the world had never seen;
thus would he terrorise all life, and subjugate the lot.

At once, the call went out across the cosmos, cold and dark;
a trumpet sounded, marshalling all kinds of hellish brutes.
And so, they gathered in one place, preparing to embark
upon their quest, so vile and base; those devils in cahoots.

The shapeshifters arrived there first, at the appointed place,
and banshees followed close behind, with evil, glowing eyes.
The gorgons would destroy all those who looked upon their face,
a succubus joined in the throng, which came as no surprise.

They scoured the galaxy to find their first point of attack,
and settled on a yellow sun, within an outer arm.
Life on its third rotating moon looked like a tasty snack;
post-haste they headed straight for Earth, to terrify and harm.

But as they surveyed our blue world, this demonagerie,
they threw the anchors out, and halted right there in their tracks.
The scouts had found a creature that the ghouls took fright to see,
and swore they couldn't wait to show this home of ours their backs.

For one among ten million species was so cruel and mean
the very hosts of hell were scared to tackle it at all.
Most other creatures feared it, more than any ever seen;
when sapiens arrived, they saw the writing on the wall.

The devil and his minions breathed a sigh, and looked askance;
thus did this foul invasion end, they all turned tail and ran.
For demons know when they are beaten, standing not a chance,
as none in all that hellish troop could trump the sins of man.

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