Mad Scientist

A rather dark poem exploring what it's like to be a villain

I am the villain, an evildoer

Hungry for truth and power

Sold my soul to be spoon-fed by lucifer

To Become a Mad scientist, no more a philosopher

A call to action, no heroes answer

Endless work within an entire career

To produce an invention no other could engineer

With a doomsday device I become death, the destroyer

One day disheartenment will pull the lever

Wonder what will be left by a world no longer?