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Tic Tac Toe With The Devil
The devil always takes center stage
in the frame work of the world as it is.
He is the X waiting to strike you out
my soul the open O an easy mark for the powers that be.
Who seek to turn me into a deranged
version of myself.
The devil is always a step ahead and a step behind
I try to box him in but this is his game.
Slippery and conniving, while I think i've got him figured out
I turn and realise i'm just shadow boxing.
He is the nexus of all evil
always making the first manuever.
Three strikes he's looking to make
one for my fate, two for my fortune and third for my future.
This is no simple game
he's playing for keeps.
I've put my soul on the line, playing with fire
either I get three on him or I go down in flames.
Wait a minute, why am I playing this game?
He never loses
this game is rigged.
Today i'm going to be the winner
i'm stepping off his court.
So many games to be played
they all belong to him.
No matter how enticing and inviting
my fate, future and fortune shouldn't be gambled away.
in the frame work of the world as it is.
He is the X waiting to strike you out
my soul the open O an easy mark for the powers that be.
Who seek to turn me into a deranged
version of myself.
The devil is always a step ahead and a step behind
I try to box him in but this is his game.
Slippery and conniving, while I think i've got him figured out
I turn and realise i'm just shadow boxing.
He is the nexus of all evil
always making the first manuever.
Three strikes he's looking to make
one for my fate, two for my fortune and third for my future.
This is no simple game
he's playing for keeps.
I've put my soul on the line, playing with fire
either I get three on him or I go down in flames.
Wait a minute, why am I playing this game?
He never loses
this game is rigged.
Today i'm going to be the winner
i'm stepping off his court.
So many games to be played
they all belong to him.
No matter how enticing and inviting
my fate, future and fortune shouldn't be gambled away.
Published 2nd Nov 2011
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2nd Nov 2011 2:57am
The only way to beat em, is to turn your back on him, walk away. I like it! Too many people playin games in this world. jj
Ty JJ this is mostly about my past and all the dances i've had with the devil..learning I can't win on his court..ty for the encouragement and I agree too many games being played in this world..peace Crim :)
2nd Nov 2011 4:35am
Well, I didn't have a chance to read it before the mod, but I can tell you I have danced with the devil in the pale moon light and found Lucy dances better than I. I have written many a poem about my chess matches with the red queen, and the best I could do was a stale mate. This Dream I Dreamt Last Night, The One On My Shoulder, Invisible Light, Pass On True Freedom, Fair Lucy St. Anne, and a host of others on faith, temptation and death. The only problem with selling your soul is the interest rate is 100%. jj
2nd Nov 2011 3:19am
2nd Nov 2011 3:29am
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2nd Nov 2011 10:30am
This does showcase the pitfalls of gambling with your soul. It's hard to win at this game called life....
2nd Nov 2011 9:02pm
