Satan's Hell Redemption

Last night the Lord conveyed me to Satan's hold,

"They wish to speak with thee," He said, "Take heed."

My heart did tremble 'neath unfounded fears,

From ancient books, the Pentateuch's dark seed.

"Fear not," He urged, "they wish to thank thee, friend."

I turned my gaze; calm Lucifer then spoke,

"We shield thee too, Hugo Noël," he said,

"Remember Sincelejo's Satanic folk?"

By orders from the Cuban santeros' clan,

They proposed thou enact a play for all,

Within their municipal stage, '17's end,

To sacrifice thee to my realm's dire thrall.

"If 'tis not fitting, it shall not take place,"

Thou said to Leyla, sensing their dark scheme.

After the first rehearsal, night's embrace,

Next day the city's threatened by their folk.

"Whosoever steps out upon the streets,

Shall meet justice," cried one among my kin.

All fled, witnessing thy blessed feats,

Thou, Jesus' disciple, saved by grace within.

Imbued with boundless love, thou didst descend,

With crucified, to hell's malignant hall.

Withstood provocations, every mend,

To offer pardon to the damned souls' call.

The souls who thought their torment was eternal,

Thy everlasting mercy hath touched deep.

Hell's fires for those who cherish cruel's journal,

Envy, intrigue, hatred, anger's keep.

But we, the fallen angels long condemned,

In Milton's verse, we recognized God's sway.

Topple Him is to adore, we now contend,

Through wisdom's light, be one with Him we pray.

The only way, to bathe in wisdom's light,

To merge with Him and all of existence.

While evil dwells, an inferno's night,

With thy return, we know its fierce resistance.

Our legions stand prepared to heed thy call,

To any verse thou scribe for all to see.

Earth quaked beneath thy foes, till they did fall,

Conceding God in thee, they found the key.

Now listen close, a secret I shall share,

A false shepherd resides within thy town,

In secrecy, to me he makes his prayer,

Last night, he spilled blood, your end to crown.

His soul to me, for power, he did pledge,

The same who sought to trap thee last Friday.

Tell us how his demise thou would'st allege,

A hushed respect did follow, silence lay.

Let fire of hatred, greed consume his core,

Emerge from within, self-devouring flame,

Recalling combustion science can't explore,

Yet waits to claim his soul, a blaze of blame.

"Let now the dead arise!" he bid adieu,

Before Satan's leave, those words he did claim.

Back to my Lord Jesus, tired, I withdrew,

Only your faith can share this tale of fame.