Conversation with the Devil

I talked to the Devil last night.
His attitude was not real polite.
He told me if I didn’t change my ways,
time was going to catch up to me one
of these days.

I told him that whiskey and fire I have know,
and I have been with bullets and bombs
and to depths of desperation that knows
no sound.

He replied;
You’ve been to hell on earth,
so for another day I’ll let you slide,
but you must abide and don’t
take my kindness in stride.
I spit in his red eye and said;
Here’s for nothing,
I’ll see you in hell when I die!

With a devilish smiled, he said;
That’s for sure, if you don’t
change your ways, no matter
how much you kick and cry,
your soul will burn in hell
when you die!

Jackie R. kays
Copyright…2003

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