I underwent an episode of spontaneous inspiration today, which I think might be worth chronicling. I was perusing the gallery of the esteemed ~The-2nd-Philosopher, when the concept of his poem 'Inner Demons' [link] struck me with the force of a facially applied fish.

I felt compelled to rearrange it into quadruplets, since I enjoy such things, and present the finished product herewith - with the significant caveat that neither the idea nor most of the words are mine. The 2nd Philosopher gets credit for those, and he informs me that he, too was inspired by another's work: specifically [link]

The muse is a promiscuous mistress indeed. Here, then, is my version of 'Inner Demons':


I do not fear the reaper.
He offers but release.
Rather, my own demons
Are my only threat to peace.

They rage and storm within me,
They'd drag me from the light.
Each day a constant struggle,
Yet I'm stronger in the fight.

Where they win battles I win wars
Each skirmish leaves them frail
A man is his own master
So it's fate that I prevail.

Live a life of no regret
And fight to your last breath.
Then may you scorn the reaper,
And bear yourself to death.