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| A Demon's Seductive Argument |
| I have watched you in pain for a very long time now You might even say I'm your only witness I can taste your suffering like a gourmet meal on my tongue The pungent aroma is exquistely intoxicating As you baste in the juices of despair, But it doesn't have to be this way Come on, I know you want to I can see the longing in your eyes That bitter hunger for things unexpressed and denied I see your hesitation as you weigh the consequences in your mind Go on give in, it's not a snake it won't bite You might even love it, delighting in the freedom it brings Go on, feel the delicious decadence that comes with giving in Revel in self-indulgence while you lose all your inhibitions to vice Like the proverbial dog in search of the Bitch in heat Rutting in the sweet underbelly of the darker side You have made up your mind have you? Still impotent in your purity I see, Allow me to appeal to your logic then ...Is it fair that "His" children suffer in this world as they do? Is it just that kindness and respect are paid back with hate & ingnorance? In this world, compassion is a weakness & selfishness a virtue Fancy your self a martyr do you? It seems you have a taste for self-abuse Maybe there is a bit of the wicked masochist in you after all I can be your Marquise De Sade on your journey of exquiste suffering All you need do is ask Wake up & smell the putrefied rotting flowers in the sanctuary's vestibule Get up off your knees, your crucified God is dead! Child, if you must, there are better things you could do in that position than pray . Hush now, I have upset you, with my outburst on your behalf I didn't mean to scare you with my passionate distate for God's indiffernce I understand your position, I know it well It is the same innocent logic that marks you as a saint I concede this time to your insistence on walking with the light Even if your soul smolders & your eyes blaze with its brilliance Patiently I can wait for your next temptation, I'm not through with you yet |
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| - Davina Hsiao - June 2002 |