Sunday, March 25, 2012

In the presence of evil

Perhaps the devil exists,
Sitting upon his throne
Before a lake of fire
In the deepest caverns of Hell
Surrounded by corpses of bone
Dead children undesired
And the burning smell
Of acrid flames

But I am uncertain
We know his name
We know his role
But I think
He is there as a nemesis
There to torment us
Meant as a symbol
Of the worst of our behaviors
And nature

I am sure evil exists
I am sure there is a hell
I am just uncertain it is a place
Made by God
The devil is sort of Savior
Made by our worst side
So we won't burn alone
In a place of our making