A Fight

i was walkin thru a graveyard it was late at night there was no moon shining only the shadow's light, on the ground the mist was growing as a shroud about my feet the wind was softly moaning the dead a lullaby so sweet, i hid behind a headstone so that i might see the spirits rise and dance in their hellish jubilee, there as the dead were dancing just at the midnight toll i felt satan's cold hands trying to steal my soul, we wrestled and fought for nearly five hours i dont know where i got the strength maybe i fought with god's powers, but satan would not tire his crowd cheered him on i thought i was a goner when he began to use his charm, he tempted me with riches things beyond my wildest dreams all the while he was soft spoken but heard above his demons screams, i faltered and was near his the terror that was on me i had no will to live for what could hope be, and just as he thought sure a cock did crow everything just disappeared with the sun's first glow, i stood alone in the dawn wondering if it was just me still i thanked the lord for his help in keeping me free.