I came across the Devil of Gluttony in a supermarket,
received him in my quiet home
and gave him a part of my heart.
He didn’t think it was enough, so he said:
“Give me all your food, if you want to keep loving me.
Don’t do as I say, and I’ll make you starve for me.”
I then kicked him out of my home,
but regretted it instantly.
In a bar, I met the Devil of Wrath.
Thought he was the best, so I brought him to my house.
Only to spent my days on the floor by his fists.
He said: “Give me all your screams, if you want to keep loving me.
Don’t do as I say, and I’ll make you die for me.”
I then fought him out of my life,
but cried out instantly.
At a party, I drunk danced with the Devil of Vanity.
Brought him to my house, willingly enchanted.
Until he praised himself like a god, saying:
“Give me the first place, if you want to keep loving me.
Don’t do as I say, and I’ll make you feel like nothing.”
Then I forced him through the door,
but hated myself instantly.
The Devil of Envy forced my attention to him.
He wanted a lover, so I made myself his,
but he craved what others owned.
Said: “Give me what they have, if you want to keep loving me.
Don’t do as I say, and I’ll make you plain simple for me.”
I pushed him out from what I cared,
but fell on my knees instantly.
In the verge to give up, I saw the Devil of Lust.
Sparks were felt whenever we touched.
A bed became our sound filled cage, so he said:
“Just another round, so I can keep loving you.
Don’t do as I say, and I’ll change your mind with this.”
Kissed me forcibly, but never left.
I became the sin life wanted me to be.
By Leo E. Mars