The Devil Crying

I was sitting on a wall,
Wishing I would fall,
When a curious noise reached my ears.

I said to myself,
And to nobody else,
How I thought it was so very queer.

A noise like a bell,
Sent straight from hell,
From the devil to lure my ear.

I tried not to listen,
Though my eyes would glisten,
With all my unshed tears.

Then a rumble in the earth like the devils laugh,
Shocked me back to reality at last,
And I was overcome by my fear.

The devil was crying out for my soul,
As the bell tolled and tolled and tolled,
But he couldn’t take me here, no not here.

For I sat outside the church of God,
It was the lords very own law,
That the devil couldn’t take me so near,
No the devil couldn’t me here.

But I sat trembling as the whole earth shook,
Thinking of the words in the holy book,
And into my own soul I did peer.

I didn’t like what I saw there,
It wasn’t right, it wasn’t fair,
My soul was as black as a pit of despair.

So the lord wouldn’t shelter me,
Oh don’t you, don’t you see,
The devil had wanted me for years.

For though my faith in God was strong,
Somewhere in my life I’d gone wrong,
Though of what I’d done I was unaware.

Away from life I fell, and I fall,
Cause I’m not dead yet, I’m not dead at all,
And in the yard of the church of God,
I lie on the grass and I smile and nod,
Forsaken by life, forsaken by death,
Forsaken by God and all the rest.

(Copyright (©) 2007. All rights reserved.)

The Devil Crying

Kelsey Williams

Joined April 2008

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An older poem of mine, written as I sat on a wall.

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