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I Stared the Devil In His Eye

Mom and dad tried to raise us kids right, tucked us into bed early each night, taught us we should always say a prayer, because the devil lurked everywhere... That the Good Lord would keep us safe, no matter what problems we faced, that He'd watch over us from above, that a forgiving heart, He'd always love, But I didn't care, try or see why, I'd been told the right ways to live by, and the devil kept on closing in, that's when all my problems begin, I ran the streets real late at night, learned real quick how to fight, Mom and dad got so uptight, me coming home at morning light, I really started messing up at school, thought that I was just too cool, and didn't need to live by any Golden Rule, My oh my, was I a fool, And that's when more problems begin, as the devil lurked around every bend, but I didn't care or reason why... as I stared the devil in his eye, I started smoking pot and cigarettes, through all the coughing, choking regrets, shooting dice and making bets, stealing things to pay my debts, Then I started drinking whiskey and beer, skipping school, I had no fear, the devil had me in high gear, but then I recalled, God was always near, Yes, the Good Lord opened both of my eyes, and rescued me from a certain demise, through all of my past sin and pain, He's with me watching over me again, Mom and dad tried to raise us kids right, tucked us into bed early each night, as I keep their reminders safe in prayer, I also pray for everyone, everywhere.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 3/7/2009 6:00:00 AM
hiya long time since I wrote, hope you ok, this is a beautiful poem, I too am glad the good Lord opened my eyes and my heart, Take care God bless you from diane
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Date: 2/25/2009 4:24:00 PM
Great rhyme, Lawrence! That's the thing about kids. We think we know everything and then, if we're lucky, we find out we didn't know diddely! So glad God is always there. The one thing that kept me out of too much trouble was I knew God always knows your heart. Sorry to hear about that stabbing. It must be a tough job keeping a trailer park running smoothley. It only takes a few rough people to make things unpleasant for all. Be careful! Love, Robin
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Date: 2/25/2009 11:55:00 AM
A great testament,God is so good to us a great write indeed,God Bless,Marie
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Date: 2/25/2009 11:52:00 AM
Lawrence this poem speaks of good old fashioned values that this Country was built upon - I wish i would have remembered the things i was taught a lot sooner - great poem - God Bless, MJ
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Date: 2/25/2009 8:23:00 AM
God loves you bunches and bunches Lawrence. The experiences just makes it sweeter. Laurie
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