He is at work.

He fucks with my intelligence. Tells me that I’m ugly when I know that I’m not. He makes me want to do things I don’t enjoy doing. Makes me feel angry when nothing is wrong. Puts words in peoples mouths that will be hurtful to me. He smiles when I cry. Laughs when I fail, even harder when I don’t try. He’s a force to reckon with. A voice to cast out. He’s real. I’m surrounded. The devil does not always wear red. He mingles with your family and friends. He attends your school. He signs your check. Sitting on a shelf at your local library and speaking through your speakers. Boasting across the scrolling marquee on your favorite news program. Unfortunately he is a multitask-er. He’s smart but I know someone smarter and more powerful. Someone who can hand pick people, things and circumstances that you need for personal growth and give them to you. Someone who also makes people say things, positive and uplifting things that are catered to you. He talks to you too…he tells you how beautiful and special you are. He holds your hand daily as you weather the storm, leading you to your destiny. He is real and he is at work. He smiles when you smile, cries when you cry. He protects you. He is GOD.

(C) Angela Williams