SATAN CAN’T BE BOTHERED

I have been in the shoes of Satan
And I must tell you
Your prayers are no fire to burn his desires
Your claps are no traps to hunt his life
Your stomping only hurt your legs
…and not his pate
Your guns have no gutsy bullets
…which can walk his compound let alone harm a hair on his head
Your bombs are only your mouths’ to throw
No danger to the “dangerous” Satan
And your tears on God for his killling
…will never be granted
Because if Satan is a crime created
God was his architect and builder

II
So concentrate on a relationship with God
…based on your journey
Your transient life is not worthy of Satanic attention
Just like an immortal
…your mortality is not a juicy bait for his ratings
So your curses are like balls
…hitting hard on walls and coming back at you
Your hatred engulfs you like unquenchable fire in a locked house
…you, the only human within
Your calls for his death
…boils you in time’s oil with your age
So rage justifiably
And know
…Satan is not your peer
…definitely not one you must queer around
He sees not and hears not you
So live to be you
…in your fallible fallacy
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © August 2, 2020