He wants a companion don’t you see.
No mischievous event occurs unless he has an ally.
Somewhere safe is what he sells,
but what does get one in the end …
a life of pleasure – greed at best
money abundant,
an attitude of, who does care-
Simply not I,
I’m now resting opulently in his lair.
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The devil mind knows no-where is safe
where prayer and conscience is a man’s first,
not an idle space.
and that spells danger – no risk required
your mind is ready
let us hope end,
is not on the end of your life line.
Mind so nervous, but oh the joy of waste,
the taste of greed,
the spell of destruction – ominous,
but a hell of a ride.
November 28th, 2013
Tags: Conscience