As soon as the blessings come,

the evil begins.

That devil and his kind

delight in your sins.

After the prayer,

at the heels of your feet,

the darkness takes its deluding seat.

Do you follow God,

or, are you deceived,

by the glorious light the devil retrieved?

A persnickety one —

that angel of light;

the one you battle often, often losing the fight.

“Ah, the armor of God.

Suited up, you are!

For now.”, he said.

He watches from afar.