Demons Do Exist
DEMONS DO EXIST . . .
You can't spend all your time stuffing them in your bottom drawer
In time they will all work their way out and when they do, it's war
Thousands of years of incarceration, those demons are all due out
Just to wreak havoc upon this earth, to this there will be no doubt
Now, if they have survived all those thousands of years with no ail
Rest assured; this will be all over once the blighters' are out of jail
Reciting God's words will have no effect, its him they're looking for
Because, from another life time, they've not forgotten him for sure
God; welched on a deal with them, then has never been seen since
He could not cope with contracts made, forgetting the smaller print
He, knew it was totally unfair to release these demons on mankind
So, God buried the demons way down below, to which we are blind
Whether it be earthquakes, or missile blasts, earth on us, will crack
Seas and oceans will open up, and the blighter's will be sorely back
So, if you think you have seen a war, you really need to think again
God, has increased mankind, as from those demons we can defend
And left us all of with some empty promises that's written in a book
Will of course, not question, all of our lives, that these demons took
Because God, has gone as AWOL and he is not about to return soon
He; thinks when it comes to paying his own debts, he is as immune
So, left the fallen angels and also his begotten son to keep the faith
To cover up on failed payments on contracts, and his fall from grace
So, if you oft wondered, as to why God did not save his son that day
It was because his hands were tied because of debts he couldn't pay
Thinks; he had this part of the tale buried, but now the truth be told
This is not some kind of mythical story, but a truth that was foretold
We; are the never ending interest, on his debt, that needs to be paid
And, that is why, we never see an end to wars, that on us are waged
The rich tycoon's who get even richer without any sign of guilt to pay
When there is no ripping up of those contracts, even to this very day
Is God even worth it, we will never know, because we have no choice
Because; all that we have to hold on to, is this God's whispered voice
These demons, that one day will be released, are total thoroughbreds
Humanity and compassion is something that never enters their heads
Are Satan's own mercenaries, and with humans have never interbred
Who are on a mission, to find God, then it is off, with his flamin' head
No one welches on a deal with Satan, of that you can, be bloody sure
But, God is too far away biding his time, until time gives him the cure
Every nation will go against them, with machines, and by sheer hand
God help us, excuse the pun, if we were to find out, then understand
We as God's so called children, were all along his bloody master plan
To fight all of his battle's, to rid him of his troubles, since time began
So if going into a contract with Satan, be sure to read the small print
As the price we are paying today is Satan making a well earned mint
God who broke his payment schedule that's now costing us the earth
I want you to think about that one, before saying, that is just absurd
Indeed it could be the meek that will one day, inherit this ruined land
As they had sense, and ran away, they didn't want to fight, first hand
They say, it is never over, until it's over, that is just the way it swings
Either, not until that rather fat lady in the back row gets up and sings
Indiana Shaw . . .
"Now remember kiddie's this is just a story, and don't forget to drink
your co-co before you go to bed" . . . ; )
Copyright © Indiana Shaw | Year Posted 2022
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