Devil on the Devil's shoulder

Redemption, that is so far behind the path you stumble,
it no longer offers comfort as an option.

Temptation was only presented child,
and God gave you choices,
you equipped yourself with failure.

Anger has birthed you now,
and you are not the first who bares no self ill.
It was their fault.

Morality is the only gift of His you have left,
His essence bestowed to give your feelings value,
to be fought for
and treasured like Spring.

Yet here you are, like a human yard sale
and I am in luck,
as I sense a bargain coming my way.