PoetsPub Stage 3 Individual entry
Dance With The Devil (good and evil)
He came to me all smiles and charm, friendship his pretence
his voice oozed patronage, as he praised my common sense
you're too savvy not to know your way around this life
come dance with me and I will see the end to all your strife
He displayed a complement of choices made accessible to me
a display of wanton excess, carelessness and debauchery
no lie, the lure had strong attraction and the music did enhance
took all the strength that I could muster to avoid this devil's dance
He tried again, this time less friendly, his will on me impose
parading all the largesse he so benevolently bestows
I shook my head, avoiding his deceptive steps performed across the floor
all pretence of friendship gone, with fire in his evil eyes, he released a mighty roar
"You may think you've won, you naive fool, but you don't have a chance!
In the end I get my way and you all perform the devil's dance."
the diabolical music ended when I closed my eyes and plugged my ears
and realized, keep thoughts of goodness front of mind and evil disappears
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