My Spiritual Walk
I've kept my spiritual sword close,
For my Bible lays open on my nightstand
There are petals from a wilted rose,
That I hold in my tattooed hand.
I keep a fourteen caret gold Rosary,
On my person twenty four seven.
I have prayed to the Virgin Mary,
Take my soul from this dark hole to Heaven!
I keep a wooden cross above my bed,
To ward off demonic possession.
Only through Christ's blood shed,
Am I forgiven for my transgressions.
I keep my inner thoughts on righteous things,
And avoid thoughts that are of the devil.
My soul belongs to The King of Kings!
And he protects me on every level!!
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