“So, tell me your story:, said Lucifer to Puss “Whence came ye to question The Word? Whence came ye to doubt our dear Lord? Why do you question the teachings of God? Why did you come down to my lair? I know you do not think me fair”
“I have time, a very long time. It’s good, it’s fair You can tell me your story, you can start to share. We start as believers, then come the questions. We start to wonder, then comes the hunger. The world starts to spin; life’s on a pin. It hurts, you blurt, and you start to curse”
“What should I curse? What should I hate?”, asked Puss to her host, “Your talk often just seems a boast. Milord, you smile, you jest, you flaunt; You walk around with a merry jaunt. Why do you laugh? What is so funny? After all, you don’t live in a place that’s sunny.”
“I was cast out of Heaven”, replied Lucifer Some say I am a liar, Others say that I would disgrace a friar. But truth, my dear, is a dangerous thing; It can singe, or make your heart sing. A lie, you know, can do the very same thing.”
“So, I am Prince. Prince of Darkness Yet I reveal, what the light does conceal. Where does good stop, and evil begin? No one knows, and never ever will. So, let’s not wait, let’s not tarry; Your Time is passing, come tell your story”.