Dining in with the Devil

I took a walk in the park with satan today

And my, was he a delight 

He told me how people think what they want to think 

I pursed my lips and nodded, wondering what could have drove me to be here as I embellish in what I know is wrong 

Lucifer explained why he has been wronged

How he has not a single fault, unless you count his mind 

I pondered if I owe him anything or not 

When he took my hand, that wild look in his eyes reeled with desperation,

He begged for me to take him away. 

He said a lot of things, 

But it is all a blur now 

You don't really like to remember the details of an evening spent with the devil 

He said how he was just a boy at heart. 

He said God is a miserable soul 

He said how people aim to be loved,

and he is here to guide us to it 

Satan believes in love, 

that is what he told me

Satan was witty, spaced out, and he always looked as if he was forgetting one minor detail in his sermons 

I want to trust the devil, 

as crazy as that may sound 

But in that mess of a man, 

I see hope. 

I see a wretched soul who has been torn to pieces 

I will never dine with the devil again, 

I swore to God I wouldn't, 

But I want to know how the human race is wired 

There is something so alluring about the things we avoid with every ounce of integrity we have in us

I am so tempted by the fruit that encloses him 

I have forgotten everything he told me, and yet, 

there is this craving in me to know more 

Perhaps, a bite of forbidden fruit is the gateway to my fate