In the day of Satan, A satan took me for a long walk in the daylight. He was telling me many things with beautiful words, Advised me so wisely, Telling me for not too kind to people. He said, "Why should you love and care about people that never appreciate your kindness? Don't you see that they only take a benefit from you? They don't mind to hurt you whenever they have chance. You are wasting your time! You are wasting your life!"
In the day of Satan A satan took me for a long walk in the daylight. Crowning my head with all the brilliant ideas about what I should do and I should be as a human, Filling my heart with all world's temptations, Shining my way with his adorable light, And showing the much happiness and glory I could get if I let myself following his path.
In the day of Satan A satan took me for a long walk in the daylight. He made me fell in love with all of his beautiful words that I was so ready to take a step to follow all the words and the path he said and offered.
But then my inner soul came and whispered, "Are you sure that you're ready for following his path? What is your motive of doing goodness, anyway? To get people's attention or appreciation? Or just for goodness itself? Is your kindness just like the woman's make up that will vanish as soon as you wash your face? Are you sure that you're ready for making him a King in your life?"
In the day of Satan A satan took me for a long walk in the daylight to his kingdom to marry me and crown me as his queen. But then I realized that I'm doing kindness actually for the kindness itself I'm doing goodness surely for the goodness itself I'm doing merit definitely for the merit itself Not for people I've helped Not for people I love Not for heaven's sake Not even for the universe
If people can't appreciate me, that's their problem, not mine. If people can't accept my unconditional love for them with the proper way, that's their problem, not mine. If people turn to be backstabbers instead of showing their gratitude for what I've done for them, that's their problem, not mine.
In my life, there's always a day of satan. It is the day when satan take me for a long walk and telling me all of the world's temptations with the words that much sweeter than sugar.
But this time I've decided to not listen to his words. This time I've decided to not help him in building his throne or making him my King. And this time I've decided to stop my steps with him and go back to what I should be: A person with the genuine love and kindness.
Today, in the day of satan I let a satan down and let him reveal his true face: A furious red and ugly guy with horns on his head and a burning trident in his hand, as I've refused to be his queen and ruined his plan to build the throne...