Another proverb from my thoughts
“…I grant you beauty, riches, or fame; all will know thy name” he entices without shame He is mistaken as Lucifer, when he is merely a minion; his appearance is only for attention “…I granted power to Hitler—can I offer you the same? Go on stake your claim” What he grants in reality is eternal dread; the demon’s desire is fed, and the human soul his bread “…tell me we have a deal, that my tongue will be stilled; an even swap and no swindle you will yield!” Your fate will be sealed, is what he... Sign in to see full entry.