“But soon the devil’s among us flesh and fell,” from ‘The Ballad Of Villon And Fat Madge’ by François Villon
Raging as white hot fire in response,
He cringed, I knew that’s his response.
My body is a walking representation,
deceiving devil’s darkness in response.
I devour rectitude as daily breakfast,
disregarding ills to follow in response.
Oh glancing through the veil of matter,
shall shatter clout of guile’s response.
I will bring the devil down on his knees
laugh heartily as courteous response.
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