Even the devil goes to church sometimes...
visions of angels in their Sunday best
enter his peripheral view, he sees
nothing strange or new, since the dawn of time,
the preacher may notice the man on fire,
he does not burn, it is his protection,
even the devil must watch out for crime,
devil may care, they say, the churchgoers,
eternally, cheerful and reckless, yes,
versions of his style show up in young men,
if they come to church looking for women,
little do they know, they walk in his path,
given the devil is there just to see
ordinary women in their finest,
enters the church as any other man,
stitched together in such elegant threads,
to the devil, some say, nobody sits
on his left or his right, along the pew,
creates an invisible space without
having to try, a child of clear conscience
understands what others cannot observe,
redeems herself at such a tender age,
casts out the Satan from the house of God,
how can a four year old see the devil,
slinking back whence he came, he stops to look
on the child who points toward the front doors,
magenta irises irradiate
every corner with a sinister light,
the devil eyes the child with bemusement,
indeed he will return for her wedding,
maybe she will recognize his features,
elegantly dressed as a businessman,
simply attending church on a Sunday.
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