HAD A TALK WITH SATAN

I know you see me,
I know you hear me,
I�m so close you can feel me,

Pretending I�m invisible,
But this sin I have is irresistible,
Your denying me is so despicable,

You want to despise me,
Like I�m some stranger,
Truth is I�ve been your best friend in your time of danger,

The pain I taught you to turn in to hatred,
The hatred I showed you to turn into rage,
The rage I guided you through to quench every desirable urge,

Yet here you stand so high and mighty,
Woman please, like I don�t know the �real� you!
That�s right I have forgotten one thing Miss Wannabe-Holy-Queen,

Remember I was everywhere you were found,
Tangled between your innermost thoughts you tried to bury deep,
You can hide from the rest of them but with I, you can�t pretend you see!

Look at you sitting there so quietly at peace,
Acting like me in your life, you just don�t need,
Keep this in mind that as long as we have history you�ll never be free!
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The property in which you think you own,
This body, this vessel, this mere temple beneath the throne,
Battered, Bruised, and Broken BUT me you�ll never own,

Yes, I remember the times I followed you so blindly,
Those days and nights where holiness fell and sin rose so easily,
And I remember the tears I had to cry suffering from my disobedience,

Where were you then after the trouble you walked with me in?
Nowhere to be found until the next dirty deed was to begin�
Yet I�m supposed to be grateful to you who helped me further into my sin,

I hear you at night whispering through my dreams,
Trying to place doubts within my mind to hinder me,
However, I�m weary of this little game we continue to play daily,

Every time I turn around it�s you up in my face,
Reminding me of what I used to be and of what I haven�t overcome,
You may have won a few battles but the war over my soul has already been won!

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I�ll leave you alone for now
You�ll be back at my door,
Just think of the molestation, the rapes, the losses, and all those painful days!

No worries I will have your back like I always do,
For old times sake and all, I�ll do it just for you,
After all, �Anger� is the one weakness you�ll never heal through!!!!

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It�s not me, who has forgotten the past,
You forgot whose blood runs through my shattered past,
So, these little trips down memory lane are a waste of your breath!

I see you standing there,
I hear you calling my name,
I feel you slowly approaching from behind,

Matter of fact maybe you should turn a around,
I role 12 deep with some apostles, make it 13 Jesus is coming now,
Awe what�s the matter Satan? Go ahead boo and turn that frown upside down!

By the way next time you want to have a conversation,
Better yet when you feel the need to do some more relating,
Remember my Army in Christ is ready 24/7 without a need for hesitations!

Reviews

[THE LOST ROSE]

Standing "O". The victory is yours. I enjoyed this poem so much. I see young people across the country that need to hear this poem. Understand Satan can too have a conversation with you and like God you can talk back and tell him go back home. This was fantastic. No rating scale is high enough for this wonderful piece. Hey if you get a chance check out my poem "RAIN". I write from all side of my personality and being open as you have is one of them. My poetry is all over the place but it is pieces like this that is so inspirational that I might need to explore another side of myself. Love it Love it!!!!!