I walked with demons
I knew not their names,
They introduced me
To brimstone and flame,
I smelt the sulphur
And the reek made me choke,
As my lungs started
Filling with the acrid dense smoke
And as I walked with the demons
Of which I knew not their names,
The showed my a river running
Through the flame.
From the entrance to Hades
Was the river Styx,
Flowing with hate and detesting,
And as I stood on the banks
Watching all the wretched souls,
Feasting on the water
Seeing how their souls had been sold,
I turned to those demons
Of which I knew not their names
And said I am not cut out for this
Or for your brimstone and flame
And my soul is something precious,
That is not up for sale
And so whatever you say will not avail,
Any hope that I will join your
Dominion,
I want none of the is unholy union,
So I beg you farewell
And I walked away
And from that very moment,
I made that life change,
To live in the light
And not in the dark,
And use this experience
To create a spark,
Of love and devotion
On a spiritual plain
And those demons I met,
Of which I knew not their names,
I knew I would never
Be meeting again.
Image courtesy of 2009-2015 Marlow from Deviant Art
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