Satan and Me
So I kneel to the beast
while fresh blood
drips from his horns
I’m a new arrival
and he has yet to determine
my punishment
I motioned to speak
and he quickly put his pitchfork
upon my lips
‘I choose fire for you’, he said
in a deep thunderous voice
and he wept
Why cry for me, dear Satan
I thought
and he could hear my pleas
He grabbed my arm and threw me
down an unending pit
where curious souls swirled around me
I would land in lava
hot painful lava
and there I would simmer and cry
My screams would shatter
ordinary glass
if there was any to be held
But then a light, my savior
a guardian angel
fresh to fight the demons
And he would win today
and lift me from my melting point
to bring me to the pearly gates
Damn the devil and his demons
a pure heart can never be defeated
today I dance with the angels
Copyright © Robert James Liguori | Year Posted 2024
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