The following poem is from my collection Tales From A Darkened Heart and it introduces us to the Broken Angel and how she became. It is a continuing series which tells the story of the Broken Angel and her exploits. I will warn you that it is rather dark and graphic with some sexual reference. 

 The Goat Of Mendes 

 An Angel falls from the sky above, 

Killed by cupid's poisoned arrow of love, 

The Goat he laughs as he casts his spell, 

Give him your soul and he'll take it to hell. 

 His heart is full of evil desires, 

The passion inside can ignite fires, 

He'll take her by the hand now and go, 

To a dark place she may not know. 

 Where the fires are always burning bright,

 Roaring with anger by day and by night, 

Sin and debauchery run wild through this place, 

As the heat of passion peels the skin from her face. 

 Mask removed the Goat likes what he sees, 

As she falls at his feet on her hands and knees, 

Moving behind her he's ready to plant his seed, 

Entering roughly, hooves making her skin bleed. 

 Embedded within as the fiery eruption spilled, 

The demon seed spreads and goodness is killed, 

Evil passions sated and energy now spent, 

The Goat he dismounts, his message is sent. 

 The fallen angel all battered, torn and bruised, 

Rises to her feet with evil infused, 

Once she was pure but now she is broken, 

She looks at the Goat, words unspoken. 

 Her soul belongs to him, now and forever, 

To spread his word she will endeavour, 

So a Broken Angel rises from the fires of Hell, 

Destined for Earth with a story to tell. 

 © VertyBoy 2014