O lord of darkness hear my loud lament
as dark and faithful servant to the cause
I thoroughly despise this blazing light
O lord of darkness I disobeyed your laws
still I don’t deserve to be a goat
before this change I tortured with my claws
O lord of darkness please now hear me out
a chthonic daemon cannot here survive
my hircine voice is not a mighty shout
O lord of darkness don’t me thus deprive
I want to exercise depraved debase
as goat I cannot damage those alive
O lord of darkness can I be replaced?
please send an imp, release me from disgrace
The pictures with the goat on the churchyard inspired me with the fact the devil is sometimes depicted as a goat. But such a tiny goat has to be a really small devil.
The technical details is that I wrote this as a terza rima sonnet, which make sense since it is the same rhyme scheme as Dante used in the Divine Comedy. Unfortunately it turned out to be 106 words.
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July 10, 2013