The Lost Feline Who Made A Deal With The Devil

Devil would you give me the grace to kill the illumination of the light          
I do not think I can do that kitty, God owns the moon, the stars, the Sun, morning and the night          
Devil can you make me intelligent in the throes of Christianity or the sacred spiritual chants of Buddhology to mean something of importance, of great            
Hum… I can’t, only God has the power in his hands to anticipate the calm seas, the roaring storms, which I have no power to even give you words to articulate, or warm blood to circulate            
            
Devil I am old in my age, fester with rage, turning a blind eye to accept chicks and licks can you grant me my youth back I am down on my knees            
Let me see here, no I cannot give vitality, but I can take yours, granted, if you can act as one of my concubines, I will give you as you please            
Oh yes… what… what must I do            
You must play the earthly martyr and the blind fool            
           
Devil I am coming to you out of need, to make humanity bleed, with my twisted tongues I will embezzle the truth in darkness, to the light I try to feed            
I will try to bring the moon and the sun under my command, I will be your hellish sacrifice as this old crippling woman I stand            
Are you sure my confused child the Devil speaks            
The impurity of your soul already venomously reeks, from tongue to cheek            
Your mind, your blacken soul smears shall drown in the river, the bed of creeks            
           
Yes, I agree, do what needs to be done to get this race won            
The Devil said a chant over the lost kitty, immortalized her being as her head was bowed            
Upon your eyes opening, your wish has been granted to now avowal            
The kitty slowly opened her eyes            
And to her surprise            
Another life of a lost kitty still awaiting to touch the hem of spiritual enlightenment with falsehood tries and a mental demise, who would never give stars to Heaven’s sunrise      
           
Devil what happened, you promised me I will be of superiority to avenge            
I listened to you ramble the doctrine of your own stupidity and vanity as your wicked words binged            
I am the Devil you knew I was no good when you sought me for your deeds            
No mater how many voices I hear with sincere pleads            
Dark hearts with malice for greed I mislead          
           
Now your soul belongs to the fire for which you will eternity play            
You will now do as the Devil say            
On your knees my child            
You will be down there for quite a while            
            
The moral of the story… trust your own path in life… the key to morality is knowing when to bow in grace and renounce quiet swords in the name of humanity