Down the Devil's Road

While walking I hit a fork with two streets, One was bright and one was bleak. I chose the one warm and bright, More pleasing to my sense. I chose the street to my right, A more pleasing consequence. A smiling man approached, He led me through the many lights. So it was that I encroached And stayed for many nights. He whispered to my flesh, ”Thou art man, Do not worry about lust or vanity; There is no wrong in this land When you create reality. He gave me the best food, We drank the sweetest wine. I did not want to be rude, But I asked him for the time. He said, “It is too late for that, For thoughts of going back. You made your choice so long ago, As you can plainly see; Now it’s time for you to come Take your place inside the flames with me. I found myself down the Devil’s road. I found much that glitters is not gold.