III

I dined in hell with devil

Spoken in word's adjusted to my level

He said come here child flashed a dashing smile

And while I've been taught better than to listen i was mesmerized as the fires glistened

Went and took my seat dared not ask what we have to eat keep my tongue pressed tight Against my teeth

Not to even speak, i knew he intended to challenge my beliefs

Though i try not to be so deep

This is the sorrow that i have reaped

Believing is believing but there is no deceiving that all hope was fleeting and my eyes Started bleeding