A Conversation With Satan
What of love?
Satan- Love is wanting, nothing more.
What of compassion.
Satan- Come on Passion?
What of faith?
Satan- For all idiots to heed!
Why the smirk?
Satan- Because I like you!
What does like mean?
Satan- In this case it means similar to.
What, I'm not like you!
Satan- Then why are you interested in me?
You intrigue me.
Satan- Really, so I have something you want?
I didn’t say that.
Satan- Come on son, all you have to do is ask.
I see your tricks, trying to tempt me!
Satan-Indulge me, or are you afraid to refuse!
All I want is real love.
Satan- I love you.
©david byrne feb 2012
Copyright © David Byrne | Year Posted 2012
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