Satin has it in for MeA Poem by Uncle Dieselmy interpretation of the constant fight of good vs evil WWW.Mikelovy.comSatin has it in for me
Satin has it in for me He’s on my a*s constantly Like a dingy on an angry sea The wave’s pull me to my knees. An extravagant collage Of snippets-from my life Some in hues of orange and blue Painted with a knife. Story lines and minds entwined Never leave a brother behind.
Jesus turns his face... To see He says the fresh air agrees with me. He’s so sad I can tell... Do they serve vodka tonics in hell? Toss a coin in the wishing well. Hold your ear up to the shell.
Satin has it out for me, So, I’m joining Jesus’s infantry I didn’t hold up my end Ya see. Now I’m trying to be. Nowhere is safe No place for me...
Hiding inside between the pages of revelation and psalms. Down here amongst the Florida heat, buried between the palms Satin has it in for me Satin has it in for me Satin has it in for me Can’t get a job Can’t find no space Can’t find a girl I’ve fallen from grace Satin has it in for me Satin has it in for me Can’t hold down my sup I put an extra dollar in the Donation cup. Can’t beg I’m all out of favor My eyes are on fire like the Beads of a trader. Satin has it in for me So, I joined Jesus s infantry Satin has it in for me So, I joined Jesus’s infantry He’s on my a*s constantly Like a dull coat of my history On a ghost ship lost at sea Jesus turns his face.... To me... Talking to me through my mom. In tongues of lost souls Of once upon.....
On a star lite ghetto roof On your knees begging for truth The whiskey Running through your veins Now your Abel To wield the Caine Now your Able To bring the Caine Now your Abel
Mike Lovy Jr 8/3/19 © 2020 Uncle Diesel |
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