i am the devil, i am the god

an angry argument

 

 

 

 

Bottles of courage
beercans of fear
double packs of cigarettes
with death drawing near

a lifetime of sore skin
hot rash, patches of itch
just can't win
ain't it a b***h

 

A happy enough home, but my wife has left me
or.... I left her. She's nowhere near
she wants me not and that is clear.

My house is on fire
my skin is aflame
the children are hiding
so great is the shame.

 

There's only one outcome
the devil has done as
he chuckles and bellows

"This one is mine, the fire burns high!"
and capers a jig
clicks his heels and eats a fig.

"Where are you now, my minion to be?"

 

It's his unclean joy that rallys me
my only god
the power to be.

completely amazed, I struggle on
begin again, write a poem
paint the sea
help a friend
and I
be me. 

I_ArtMan

 

 

I am the devil, I am the god

 

Author's Note

i'll be happily surprised and post some more if this works in explorer.

Reviews

[Steve Thompson]

I am the devil, I am god, I like you approach to poetry, it is a story of facts, place together nicely, for the reader to understand.
The last stanza ties everything in well.