The devil likes to paint me pictures that those that embrace ignorance and misery,
Are the only ones that get put down in history. He whispers in my ear to open his box full of trickery, But I can't really lie It does look so shimmery. I questioned, I thought, I even peeked in the mystery. Such sin so close so far in proximity. But the devil's a lie, "The Good Sin"- Contradictory But I threw that part in just as an auxiliary. He tells me they will love me if I just do one line. But God gave me a gift, He said go put it in a rhyme. My blessings will come but it's all on His time. If I just chat with Him then I know that I'll be fine, But, The devil is dangling a carrot in my face. They say success is not a race, But what if I move from home, safe And I can't keep the pace Then my moves will be traced, And I could get replaced, But if I, Scream out to God to just send me his Good Grace, Then maybe I can make it, Cause it's safe on first base. The devil had tried to steal my own heart. He gave me false love cause my soul can't be bought. God took me out of school, Cause Self-Made isn't taught. But people don't want real, They love little thots. Ignorance and Misery, that's how the devil thrives. But little do y'all know, It's strongest that survive. The devil just told you to just keep on fucking strolling. But I'll mind my business and just keep on rolling
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AuthorJoniece Jackson (Jo), is a traveling poetic writing author of The Hidden Goddess With A Twisted Mind. In this blog she shares her hidden adventures and twisted thoughts to readers like you; Bold. Archives
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