I AM SAD

A Poem based on the characters by Sherrilyn Kenyon and an idea to write a book for Artemis.

I am sad.
Not glad am I.
Read on my friends, for reasons why.

I do not like the goddess bitch.
I do not like her, stop the trip.

I do not like her when she’s bad.
I do not like her when she’s mad.

I do not like her at her worse.
I do not want her name in verse.

I do not like this Artemis.
I do not like her much, at all
I do not wish her death, per say
But I want her out, so much, today.

Say…..Would you, could you for a while?
Read it , read it, she’s not so vile.

I would not , could not, for a while.
I would not, could not, she IS so vile.

I do not want her book at all.
I do so want the axe to fall.
I do not want her close to me.
I will not read it, don’t you see.

Acheron has freed his mind.
Nick now has, an axe to grind.
Ash is safe from Artie’s grasp.
Nick now feels, the heifer’s lash.

I do not want the heifer’s book.
I do not want to read or look.
I do not like the goddess bitch.
Why don’t the hunters, see thru Nick.

I would not, could not say her name.
I still don’t like the goddess game.
She shouldn’t be allowed to breed.
But Kat is good, and Ash is pleased.

My mind is made, my heart is full.
Ash has Tory, Nick saves souls.
The heifer goddess, speaks to me.
I do not like her, we shall see.

The time is near, her end may be.
The hunters dread, the beast they see.
But reading now, the books are great.
No book for Artie, my heart will break.

Sandy S.