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Conversion of Sinners

December 9, 2010
By Refraction BRONZE, New City, New York
Refraction BRONZE, New City, New York
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You can’t take back the things you say to me
Because that would make you a saint, you see.
And I can’t have that. I just can’t let that be.
Every one of us’s a sinner. You and me!
You can wonder away, but your wish won’t come true.
Have I ever gotten any compassion from you?

But Devil-man, what do I do?
My life’s ruined, so I come crawlin’ to you.
I want joy, not for good to burn!

Oh, brainless brother, you skins never learn.
Be a tad sympathetic, my dear scorching friend.
For we’ll burn together. Welcome to the end.
Don’t worry, dear, I’ll take all the blame.
After all, there’s a black mark on my name.
It all falls on me, have some…sympathy.

But Devil-man! I ain’t did you no shame.
I did all that you told.
You know it, Black Knight. My soul is sold!
So why leave me so dry?
I needed a high.
I beg of you, man.
I’m your number one fan.
Give me a line to hold onto!

Oh, sweet little fool, I never wronged you.


The author's comments:
Imagine a snide creature, one who knows his power. Would you consider him a devil? And if so, would you ever dare turn to him, knowing his power just as well as he does? Well, the man featured in this poem has done so, and is now faced with the consequences of converging with sin.

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