A flickering finger of fire
The world was desperate for her birth
Her soul all clean and pure
Till Satan took an interest
And waited there for her
Born naked bloody and screaming
Her life spiraled downward from there
She lived on a diet of misery
She drank from a cup of despair
Her mother caved in to religion
Her father obsessed with cocaine
Her only connection to feeling
Was the depth of her God given pain
~She prayed~"Our father who art in heaven"...
Her mother said Jesus and Satan
Were battling over her soul
Would the victory go to Jesus
Or would Satan emerge as of old
~She prayed~"Thy kingdom come"...
Her soul bathed in self delusion
In a prison of self condemnation
She didn't believe for a moment
There was even a chance of salvation
~She prayed~"Thy will be done"...
She was the prize in a war of old
In a battle that raged for her soul
Would she be saved by the Jesus gun
Or would Satan increase his fold
~She prayed~"On earth as it is in heaven"...
They found her slumped over her bible
They said she had gone insane
They didn't know Jesus had failed her
And Satan prevailed once again
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It happens more than we'd like to think;the roots sometimes go all the way back to childhood.
This poem should not have happened.I don't know why it did.It came from somewhere deep and dark...where I suppose it hid...
This story is the only example of risque humor you'll find in my limited number of contributions here at HP.Hope you enjoy