Speak Of The DevilA Poem by The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)
Staring into the soul
Of this winter wizard
Is like a crystal ball
Revealing familiar shadows
Rising in a sea of flames.
Soft snowflakes fall
Gentle upon my tongue
Yet taste like acid rain
Making me spit words of hate
And burns reality into my sight.
Heaven becomes a four-letter word
When angels dance the macabre,
Doves become creatures of the night
And the pearly gates are closed
For reconstruction and repairs.
Speak of the devil
He shatters my dreams
Every time I open my eyes.
© 2008 The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)
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The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)
It's better to be dead and cool than alive and uncool
AboutBirth name: Dale Deadmond Born November 20th, 1969 Currently working as an Ag Tech 1 for California's Department of Food and Agriculture. Obviously I love to write. I love murder mysteries .. more..
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