Castigated, am I?
Who are you to judge me so?
Rimmed of horn,
Sun-hot breath,
Eyes of red,
Crown of gold.
Lest you chase me
Evermore,
These limbs still
Obey me so.
Catch me if you can,
Oh demon.
But make it quick
For I must go!
Heaven hails
A soul that’s true.
Wings and halo
Await me there.
You were but a test for me.
Castigated?
I don’t care!
Kevin Parish 
You tell him Kevin!
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Yeah, that was a wierd one, no doubt! Ha
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I read this one twice. So thought-provoking. I like where you went with this one, Kevin. 🙂
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Thank you very much, Diana! That means a lot to me coming from you! ;-)))
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A very “fie, thou demon!” sort of feel in this. As if the human in Screwtape Letters kind of knew what was happening around him!
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Nice!
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