The Devil's Reach
The Devil's Reach
The devil he has reached for me and tried to steal my soul
he plied me with contentment yet his hearts as black as coal
yes he tempted me with riches he bespoke an easy path
however I was wary for I sensed the spell he cast
he had taken some before me those who slipped into the breach
who gave in to his prattle and lived within his reach
no doubt I could joined them so weakly in the night
but I looked beyond the darkness and saw a brightened light
the light it called me strongly still the Devil fast his reach
he would not give up easily he clung on like a leech
yet I knew within my heart that beyond the brightened light
lay what life had meant for me a flame I must ignite
so I stood up to the Devil and I spat into his eye
the Prince of Darkness loses tis not with him I'll die
for somewhere in my lifetime an Angel I'll beseech
to let me die within her arms and slip the Devil's reach
Copyright © Roger Wilson | Year Posted 2017
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