Satan (Poem)

I have few words to explain you

You’re the epiphany I could never come to

You’re the road I aim to turn back You’re the rail that breaks
when I’m on the wrong track

So now…

Here we are
Face to face
Arm to arm

What’s stopping you?
From turning me into your own?

I tell you something…

I’m not one to erase
I’ll tell it to your mother
I’ll tell it to your face

I come from God

I come from ALL you don’t know
I break bread in the corners of the hell you sow

I roll in dirt…
I eat dirt
Breathe dirt
Smell dirt
Wallow in the dirt
As I fall into the dirt

What you got against me?

You ain’t got shit
I AM the dirt

Plot against me
I’ll make you work

And I’ll make you work
I’ll make you work

And I’ll make you work
I’ll make you work

And I’ll make you work
I’ll make you work

And I’ll make you work
Til you’re laid to rest

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