The Amazing Jeckel Brothers
His glow of compassion kindles
the heart, like a
campfire on a cold
winter�s eve. His embers burn eternally,
spreading the
flame of mercy like a
warm blanket over the shoulders of
a vagabond. His
kindness is fueled
by sympathy for human suffering, but
his inferno of
righteous cause, incinerates
creatures of sin to ash. The torch of
his
salvation guides wanderers in the dark
abyss to freedom. Its flaring
sparks float
on the winds of change, like soaring
birds recently freed
from a dreary cage.
Laughter explodes forth from the essence
of his being,
radiating the land with childish
joy. He has many names, but for now
let
it be spoken like melodic music drifting
through the air. He's Jake,
true indeed...
Jake Jeckel His evil influence flows from the city
streets like red
molten ooze, filling every alley and gutter. There
are
those who are burnt by it, like the charred remains of
a napalm
strike. He moves in silence, yet with his heat
comes ear-shattering screams
as the masses are scorched
in his choking smoke of corruption. His fire
consumes
like a lethal injection flowing through the veins of a
dying
convict. Hosts of small red ants crawl in the wake of his
presence,
biting and stinging flesh. His holocaust fills
the woods of hope and
prosperity like a wave of hungry
piranhas on a newborn lamb. He goes by many
names,
but for now let it be spoken like the force of a fireball
bursting
into a crowd. He's Jack, pure and simple...