A Twisted Mile Or Two
When I started out on this journey, was younger and naive
Thought that most were good and honest, like the country yesterday
A barb wire fence to keep the good in and the bad out
When someone said they would, you could believe
As I ventured out in the world, it was quite the contrary
Make a man of years, want to scream and shout
Raised on a ranch most of my life, been a few years back
Digging post holes, riding and roping, you know cowboy stuff
Did not know anything about lawyers, just Perry Mason and Mattlock
Along with some other things, I found out of the Devil"s attack
If you live through it, you have to be tough
You cannot beat him, unless Jesus is your Rock
Ranch life can be lonely if you are single, I was at the time
To make a long story short, I got married but to the wrong one
Had a daughter by her, to me she was the thing to happen
Her Mama was into Devil Worship, drug smuggling and other crime
For a while they kept it hidden,but always on the run
I knew that I had to get my daughter out of there, I would do it all over again
What I ran into was not what I grew up to know
Crooked judges, lawyers and law enforcement. into the Devil thing
Up against a stacked deck with Satan as the dealer, Good God what do I do
Tons of drug money and corruption, that is what made the pen in me grow
I knew that God was on my side, that is what kept me going
Believe me, went Satan wants to, he can make you walk a twisted mile or two
From the book, "IN THE BEST INTEREST OF A CONSPIRACY "
Filled with Judges, Lawyers, Witches and Whores
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