If I Were Satan Poem by Ruslan Kerimov

If I were Satan, to the hell
From godly paradise expelled,
I’d wear not my skin of beast
I’d wear a mantle of a priest,
I’d write abstruse religious books,
To get the humans on my hooks,
And preach the holy word I’d rather
So they would always kill each other,
Religion is a tool of war,
An endless source of human gore,
(Forbidden apple’s fragrant juice
By which weak Adam was seduced,
He came to differ Good from Evil
But got confused his mind primeval)
Young soul, cowardly or brave,
It makes the doctrine’s blindfold slave,
What use of earthquakes and diseases?
Their number anyway increases,
But bigotry billions can infect,
At that, not easy to detect,
‘Cause well enwrapped by pious deeds
The evil jealously it shields,
This humankind would surely perish,
Killed by the gods whom they would cherish
And they would argue, day and night,
Whose god is better, whose god is right,
For me, twould be an easy job
To rive like this the spinning globe.

If I were Satan………..