The Comedy of the Heptalogy

Seven men sat around a table arguing amongst themselves of who was the most powerful.

Said the man in auburn:
I amongst you am the best
I make the most stalwart man fall into rest
My magic is delicious and of many’s tastes
Through time it brings about destruction and hate.
Once it sets in, one cannot easily let go
I become natural, like blood that flows.
I can bring ruin to a kingdom in a matter of days
Leave scholars and philosophers lost in the haze
I am the one who to the top I shall soar
The best of you am I, Belphegor.

Said the man in violet:
It be me, whom which the power belongs
My magic is spoken throughout poems and songs
The power I hold is that of a hex
Make the most virtuous man susceptible to sex
From age to age I have been known
From the weakest peasant to the highest on throne
The urge to satisfy my call can destroy
That powerful warrior is but a horny schoolboy
My hex has brought about boils and pus
Worship me all, for I am the great Asmodeus.

Said the man in orange:
I define you all the leader be me
I am the urge for all to be completely free
I dwell within all longing for action
In every imaginable way of satisfaction
I send men to bring down their enemy’s town
Steal the women, the riches, the fame, and the crown
I make men fat, sickness and in style
And all along they are wearing a smile
Grow large and gratify, give yourself up
To me, the almighty Beelzebub.

Said the man in green:
You all are wrong, for I am the top
I can bring all your powers so that they never are stopped
I work in a way most easily defined
Show what the enemy has on his other side
How he is better, stronger, and more ecstatic with life
My hex is the bringer of a grand amount of strife
Through this way all hate is realized
Burning within they will terrorize
The leader of this table, I am your man
Bow down to me, the Leviathan.

Said the man in gold:
Sadly Leviathan, I am the better of you
I channel my power in way, making you the fool
My power lies in thy riches and gold
A single coin can bring a war of the world
Through that one coin lays my power
It grows increasingly stronger by the hour
And all your magic can be found in this way
Through the fetish of items I do pave
And my power will bring about, hate, war, and famine
Remember my name, the great one Mammon.

Said the man in sapphire:
You men are quite wrong; the power lies in thy self
The evil within brings the longing for wealth
The belief that you are quite better then most
Make you the prime candidate for I to host
The lack of apology the dark love from within
The better you are, the worse is your sin
Blinded by me, they become arrogant
They seek no advice, unknown they are ignorant
They go off and destroy the world, to a pulp of pure gore
Follow me, I am pride, I am Lucifer.

Said the man in crimson:
ME BE BUT EVIL
ME BE BUT HATE
ME BE PRIMITIVE HUMAN MISTAKE
ME BE THE FIRST
ME BE THE WORST
ME BE THE GOD’S VARIABLE CURSE
ME THE POWERFUL MAN
ME BE THE HATEFUL MAN
ME BE THE ULTIMATE MAN
ME BE…….

….and then an old woman walked into the room and yelled “SATAN! “