Free Cee a Master of Disaster

A FUTURE AFIRE We discussed the future but never the fire Or the repercussions of a demon’s desire We spoke about a thousand years spent as one But we wouldn’t live past the damage once Satan was done We talked about tomorrows but neglected that night We spoke about ghosts but ignored the fright We talked about filling a house with children and love But a house isn’t much good without a solid roof above We lacked the protection tar, tiles and forever affords And it was never easy for either of us to cut chords Shackled to the shamefulness of wanting more More of these and those shiny ones over there by the score Greed replaced goodness when need negated necessities While wilted on the vine were those sweet red raspberries The ones we hand picked on Martha’s Vineyard last fall One year before a demon of disaster came to call We discussed those demons but not as if they were real We spoke about Satan as if his effect on us was no big deal Well I can’t speak for you but I now live with misery as my master Ever since you heeded the demands urged by demonic disaster © 2012…..PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~