Sandra Feldman


Dancing With The Devil - Poem by Sandra Feldman

The Devil never dies,
Of men, the conscience fries,
Especially in government,
Where Red Hot are his lies.

The Devil never sleeps,
Into our dreams he creeps,
The world goes Red,
He laughs and spreads,
His deadly dance around,
As Evil he does crown.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Dedicated to all tyrants, dictators and butchers of life and individual rights.
Will we ever stop being savages?

Comments about Dancing With The Devil by Sandra Feldman

  • Gold Star - 22,671 Points Kim Barney (4/4/2015 3:53:00 PM)

    So many truths expounded in such a small poem.
    Thanks for sharing this with us. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 36,316 Points Kelly Kurt (4/4/2015 3:09:00 PM)

    There will always be those who would want to dominate. It is up to the rest of us to resist.
    Thanks, Sandra. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 4, 2015



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