Church warns you of the Devil
But what they fail to convey
Is that he comes in all shapes and sizes.
That bully from grade school
The detested ex-lover
The backstabbing leech
Who acts like a friend
And then, there are the less obvious
Signs that he is near
Rolling up in his blue SUV
Whispering what you want to hear
Pulling you into him
So that escape is not an option.
He catches you by the mouth
And holds your ear
Successfully getting you to listen
He lips, they are slick and smooth
His eyes are a pasty, shallow blue
He works at a coffee shop
A diner
A gas station
Anywhere.
He attracts you with his honey
And then drops you like the fly you are to him
Leaving you to clean up the mess he left behind
After all,
Even Satan was an angel once.