Riding Shotgun With The Devil
Staring into the clear blue Sky,
Tears Fill my Eyes,
As the crows come flying by,
High above the trees,
Dancing with the Breeze.
I'm Down on my knees,
Shoveling,
Digging up My roots.
Exposing bitter Truths.
Who I Use to Be,
The parts I Wish weren't me.
Opening the door,
I settle in.
Riding Shotgun with The Devil,
Riding to a different level.
Balancing the Machine,
Repairing the Seam.
Picking up Steam,
Becoming a Team.
How it may seem,
Unclean.
Yet Unseen,
Lie Lessons to Glean.
See the Important Role,
It plays Teaching a Soul.
Finding Light in the Dark,
I embark upon Dimensions,
Sparking my intentions.
Exposing my Ascension,
The Curses and Blessings.
Challenging and testing,
Keeping me Guessing.
It's my Hands on The Wheel,
I can see them from here.
I'm Feeling no control,
Going with the flow.
The best I Know,
Shining as I go.
Sharing my Light,
I stop to pay the Toll.
Continuing our roll,
I begin to let go.
Riding Shotgun with the Devil,
Riding on a whole new Level.
Teaching me what I know,
To Show Love,
To All Those,
Looking to,
Grow.
Copyright © keith mchugh | Year Posted 2025
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