Last Night With The Devil Poem by Sila Bakoutana

I heard the devil last night

He knocked on my door,

Knock! ! Knock! !

He wanted me to leave with him in the night to go do some devil

entities,

He insisted and insisted I said ‘no’ but he was eager,

I said no and popped my headphones on,

All of the sudden he was gone, I couldn't hear him any longer,

I was relieved, my head was clear

Devil, the voice in my head that makes me do bad things,

Devil, the voice in my head that forces me to do badly instead of
good,

Devil, the conscious in the deepest side of my head

I'm good now devil, you don't tell me what to do anymore,

I can think by myself I'm a grown man

I am bettering myself so leave me alone

Forever be gone

Devil,