Mephistopheles

Au grand jour, je l'ai croisé dans ses desseins, il était mesquin.
Avec un appetissant appât sur mon hameçon , il a été pris comme un requin.

Mephistopheles is well is his skin
I look at him and miss to whom he is akin.
I saw him with another colour, I was snug as a bug in a rug.
Today I come like a poet kidnapper, I will not be drown as a small ant in a fully watered jug.

Ones said, he is our lord, our savior
Others said, he is our foe, a warrior of bad behavior.
My spirit was embarassed, my heart was forced to sneeze
My intestines gurgled, they  were forced to freeze.

On a bank of tearful sea
I opened my eyes and saw the sun shine.
On the other side, where I tried to oversee
I heard a mournful whine.
I squated to see the lost sheep
In front of a holy evil of a strange look.
With a naked-eye sight, I saw a ghost urging a child of God to weep
He forced him to acquiesce truly not seemingly
Coz if he refused, he would have been caught by crook and hook
And suffered from the fires of hell willingly.

I was unable to intervene so as to appease
This God's creature that an awful anger was going to tease.
I crossed roads and roads in my mind
And I got an idea that seemed to be kind.

I remained in thoughts which didn't abduct any abeyance
I was ready to deliver a hassle in advance.
But, I was going to beat a hasty retreat
I hankered after that horrible day of threat.

Hey! Mephistopheles! More haste speed!
This is a world of hardships, unconditional love is what we need.
I can't abide laughing while my friend's legs suffer
I can't dance whilst my friend lost his. bread a butter.
I will never reap a bitter harvest
Because, only, I don't know how to pray the best.

I thought about you as a has-been
But now I can consider you a as rubbish bin.
You deteriorated a hangover from my friend's ancestor
He was going to reap a rich harvest, but he looks now like a debtor.

From tomorrow onwards, I want this to be your stuffy puzzle
It's not an onslaught, but your own efficient dazzle.
All of the world owed you love and respect
But today you are no longer smart because of your bad aspect.

Hey! Mephistopheles! To be gentle like a lamb
Is the onus in on you to be a ladder to climb
Not a hole to fall in or to stumble
Please! Think of being humble.

Dear friend, I was angry with my heart
But because of poetic art
My heart became again my true friend who will never betray
Before you can give your heart to a friend of yours
Make sure s/he will escort and help you in your pray
Coz there are friends and betrayers.

Je suis un sauveur rêveur qui se sert de vers
Je suis un prince prêtre, pasteur et peintre de l'Univers
Pour crier et m'écrier afin de démystifier les pervers
Zigouiller, mater et escoffier ces pervers qui
voient le monde au travers
Et le conduisent à  l'enfer et à l'envers.

Hey! Call me a gangster
Call me a mind buster
Call me a poet kidnapper
Or just a bard or a mad
All nominations fit me and make me glad

Let me tell you about Mephistopheles in short
Because his shape gave me a bad heart's cohort.

With his harsh heart, Mephistopheles is wholeheartedly sarcastic

Without any drop of pity, he is naturally sadistic.

Ukuri ku mutima
Guserura ikiri mu umutima

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