The Stranger In The Suit

The mysterious man rolls through.
He comes like a foreboding wind.
He walks tentatively, as decieving ones do.

I notice him watching all we do.
Studying and always calculating.
This is the stranger in the suit.

He's so finely dressed, no one thinks different.
No human mind could even ponder,
About the chaos and destruction he was bent.

One by one they all disappeared,
Every citizen in my town.
Until literally their heads did rear,
Scattered on the ground.

Then the horror struck, terrible it was.
The man unleashed a thousand demons,
For no reason, why's, or cause.

As miserable as I was, I still stood tall.
I approached this well clothed thing.
I simply stated, "You don't scare at all."

The thing in the suit just laughed and smiled.
The look in his eyes hungry and malicious.
All it said was "Please, speak up my child."

Terrified I ran, thing in pursuit.
And this is how we all died, by the stranger in the suit