The devoured soul

Swayed and swayed to the roadside Like a tree not rooted too deep Uncleansable stain cramed the soul As if it's havings it's last favorite supper Sluggishness engraved the convict The extent to which is unknown Blissfulness filled the devil Soul For tabling out the most God diligent child Devoured soul due to filthy devil's deeds Prolonged cry due to the unbearable pains Only grace from above came to the rescue The power of God, Satan cannot battle Splash of light struck upon the devil face liberty and righteousness kicked in the victim's soul By Isaiah Trywell Jatula