Satan, I Don'T Want Any Part of You
Satan, I don’t like your hating.
Satan, I don’t want any part of you.
No fractions, none of your distractions,
I want to live the life that’s true.
This life guarantees the ultimate satisfaction.
Satan, I don’t want to have any dealings with you
You hinder my life that is true. No one wants to
Be sad and blue and tear everything up like you do
Satan, you messed up. You have too many whammies.
You’re pressed out of luck. I want big bucks but,
Not in the manner that you get them. That way want
Last and will not benefit anyone else in God’s kingdom
To ever get GLAD. Satan, I don’t want any part of
Your MAD. I want the best for my God-given, created,
Can’t be faded life. Something that you gave up a long
Time ago and you suffered a great big fall like Humpty
Dumpty on the wall, all of the kingdom’s horses and
All of the kingdom’s men should not have the desire
To put you together for your selfish desires to win so
Many will catch on fire as a result of you. Satan, you
Lie on me and my God-given, created, family. Satan,
You see the worst in me and want me to believe it’s true.
Satan, in Hell you’ll be skating on your wannabe icy
Lake of fire because you had the desire to be the Creator
And be a hater to what God made greatly. So skate ornately
And leave me alone. I want to live with God and not
In your heated home. Satan, I don’t want any part of you.
No fractions, no distractions, I want to live the life that’s true.
1-26-11
Copyright © Nicole Sharon Brown | Year Posted 2011
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