Anathema

You sprawl like a fantastic disaster,
you try and think of yourself beyond such things as
hatred and anger and jealousy
but I found you a liar
and your falsities are seeping through.
You become the hated
and your anger becomes your icon
and your jealousy tears the world apart.
You try to call yourself an angel
but I found the word demon
to have met you in the war of your existence
and define you in its victory.