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The Desert Moon true story

I live in Tucson, in a trailer court on the South side
All Mexican, except for me the old Gringo
I speak Spanish, can get along with most anyone
With all the Mexican border drugs, things can get wild
I am getting old and taking things slow
Was sort of a paradise in the Arizona Sun

The owner has lights, security cameras, claims to be drug free
Even claims to be a heavy duty born again
Not like us old folks and sinner on the South
After a couple of years of watching, seemed counterfeit to me
Said by him last weekend, "This land is blessed, sin cannot get in"
He is one of those feller, born with a silver spoon in his mouth

There has been a murder conspiracy after me for years
By the Old Witch and the Mexican Mafia that continues
Severel months back I could feel a change in the atmosphere
It was the old witch had moved in, with her bucket of fears
Trying to scare me and make me sing the blues
Make me think that my end was near

But then last weekend I saw it all, a crystal ball view
The owner lives in California, was in town
Fell on hard times and the park is empty
Went to the witch and money people, "Anything that is what I will do"
But soon the Devil will let him down
Only to add to his up coming misery

He sold his soul to the Devil, just for a little gain
And maybe when it all comes down, will end this conspiracy
A long story made short, to the court I will report
Set me free, for him will be eternal pain
For a man that sold his soul, God can give no mercy
There are no troops in his fort

Tried to take my last dime, leave me down and out
But I knew that God would not let me fail
I can over come this evil pair
With God, the Devil cannot run me out
You see if have sort of left a "Paper Trail"
"Joe you have sold your soul, you don't even have a prayer"

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  1. Date: 9/9/2010 6:57:00 PM
    sounds like you've got devils and demons crawlin and climbin up and down your back...keep the faith and read "ridin with angels"

  1. Date: 6/5/2010 9:51:00 AM
    Joe was sadly misguided, both in his approach to life and in selling his soul for a fistful of dollars. And I'm glad to hear you have learned to communicate with the Mexican immigrants. Communication is the best way to handle the immigration problems Arizona is experiencing. I still don't understand the support for the immigration reform laws. Great story told in verse. It goes to my favorites. Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 6/5/2010 8:02:00 AM
    soup mail,..p.d.

  1. Date: 6/4/2010 4:44:00 PM
    Nice Danny, who is Joe. it is all good. The devil is it a she, well have yourself a nice one. Enjoyed the story once again. soup mail,..Sidney,..p.d.

  1. Date: 6/4/2010 10:05:00 AM
    This is a great way to start my morning reading poetry. I am glad your poetry was among the poetry I have the pleasure to read today. Wishing you a weekend full of love and inspiration Danny. Love, Carol