I've walked the high road,
I've paved the low,
On the highway to Heaven rapping on the door,
Knock, knock, knockin for the poor,
Been to hell and back and back again,
All before I even left.
Round two,
Had a stare off with the devil,
It was anything but benevolence,
He was acting awfully devilish,
Fiery in his redness,
Looked him right in his eyes and said
Lucifer, I win.
Finally feel like I'm getting free man,
Finally peel off my chains now,
Roll my papers up and blow em out,
Holy Ghost slipping out of my mouth,
Credits:
https://goo.gl/images/Dox9nr
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We are on a similar wave-length, grandpooba. Nice rhythm to your words. I enjoyed this very much.
That's awesome that means a lot, thank you very much! It's cool to have steemit for a medium to connect all of us that are going through this thing at the same time. I swear I have learned more about myself, other people and life in the last few months than ever before. Thank you for your comment and vote, I'll be following ya!
That is wonderful. Poetry is an amazing tool of self-discovery. I agree. And steemit is full of wonderful people. That is for sure:)
Definitely, without poetry I wouldn't have a language to listen to. Thank again, Godbless.