Who is this warped, invidious nemesis
if not an incarnation of the Devil,
whose foremost target is a mentalist
devoted to the rooting out of evil?
Red John has found in Patrick Jane a match
that’s made in Hell, for torment is his aim,
and every move he makes is bent to snatch
Jane’s soul, the goal of this malicious game.
We root, of course, for Patrick to prevail,
hoping he has the moxie to outsmart
this monster, knowing at last he will not fail
because we trust the writer knows his art:
Like God, he will somehow contrive to end
all happily—on that we may depend.