How the Enemy rules human souls
Leading them so to illegitimate goals!
Sin poses proudly as
holiness divine
Darkness like light schemes to shine
To the hungry little plates he doles!
His whims he lifts on pedestal high
While sincere hearts he makes sigh
Diverts gladly allotting rightful roles!
Isn’t he a willing vassal of injustice?
How could an angel his ideals miss?
A jar to hold water has gaping holes!
Inquire me not what I write or speak
To empower some he wills
others weak In craftiness plants dear shaky poles!
Xavier Bage
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