Consequences
(A Free Style Poem)





Do devils dare to doubt
Their Master's words?
His
Silken slither?
Or
Satan's
Shout?

Do they bear his burning stare,
When the truth comes out?

Are the fallen happy with their lot,
As they followed Evil Ego
To the pit
Of fiery fate?

Does the burning suit their yearning,
Where the weather is
Eternally hot?

Do they wish
That they could change their fate?
Back to the Pearly Gate?

Too Late!