Treading With The Devil Poem by Edward Dzonze

The heaven they preach
Is no haven to man but hell,
Their tongues sweeter than honey
Who can resist the melody
When they paint their world to taste in rainbow colors
Singing glory glory glory
Preaching the word according to their world

One-heart less
Astute in their chicanery, they have a face
Colorfully charming as a chameleon
The bait be-jeweled with treasure
Their words up to the measure
Its a highway of friendship and promises to the trap,
Hell a dead end to their ploy

They know the way to the promised land
Where poverty is a story to be told
They lead the way to the land
The land leads the way to the cage
Where the promised heaven is sure hell
From the cage,
At their expedient behest
Your labor leads them to their desires afar

The line is cast
The bait is set,
The hungry cage is salivating for prey.
The drum is struck
For our appreciation of sound
Venal as devious in their ways,
Astute in their chicanery, they have a face
Colorfully charming as a chameleon,
Their tongues sweeter than honey
As they paint green
The pastures they wish greener
Acclamatising to our heart's desire for better