From Predator to Protector

He was a predator as they say

A hunter who masked as saint in the day

His soul was doomed, his mind twisted,

Devil in his heart they say is rested.

His manners were suspicious, his habits questionable

Else why he lured young women with his fables?

The day he arrived in town, dark clouds came

A storm rushed in and he was blamed.

Families were alerted the predator has arrived

People were cautioned the devil has revived

Only he knew he was not a predator

All he was, was victim of nature

With no one to support him, he cried

There were thoughts "why haven't I died?"

As day became clearer after the storm passed,

He knew there was a change in his heart



He vowed he will rise again from ashes and dust

And he will prove he can control his lust

He changed, he left all his evils behind

Saved his soul and changed purified his mind


He helps the poor, the downtrodden and the needy,

The victims of the cruel crimes in the city.

The story goes, he was cruel in his days

A hunter masked as saint who prays.

His soul was wicked, his thoughts twisted

Devil in his heart for sure rested

No one still knows he was victim of nature

But they are thankful, he has become Protector from Predator


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As they say, they are very thankful to The Creator
 
He has transformed from Predator to Protector.

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