II

The devil came to me one day, and said

“sing for me”

I sang because I love to sing.

The devil heard my voice, and in it the

promise that God made to me

And the devil made a promise of his own.

The same promise he has given for time

out of time.

Riches, and fame, and all those things

which strike some ill-begotten note in us.

These things which seem to call to us.

“Just this once.”

“It will do not harm.”

But what the devil was promising was

to destroy God’s promise.

Next…

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