Deep in the darkest
Hour of night
A man can’t use
His eyes for sight.
But nonetheless,
He tries in spite.
All for no chance
He might
See light.
This is Satan’s
Great delight.
To see the man
Show off his might.
The same one who
Did try in spite,
Whom God so shall,
With might,
Indict.
May Satan show
Your soul his plight.
And if you do,,
In turn, unite
With Godly forces.
Together fight!
You will have beat
his bite
In spite.
Let battles rage,
Of dark and light.
Even there if,
You sin in slight,
You’ll too be one
God will indict.
Or maybe for
What’s right
You’ll fight.