Something Evil

Sweet cherub the angel face
so handsome
so happy and full of grace
holds you in gentle embrace
the sweet cherub just aged twelve

Something flashes in his large brown eyes
face  frozen
In a smile
his hands clenched into fists

A knife he welds in abandon
to cut to strike to maim
children smaller than him
joy in the splashes of magenta
revel in screams of pain and fear

something evil is within
grasping out with evil hands
dominate the angelic frame
to smear evil on countenance
that should belong to heaven.