Who Can Save Us From Ourselves?

You foolish boy!
What have you done!
Come son, come!
Cast out yourself, 
‘cause it’s the demon
that’s goin' ruin you.

Child, get that big black bible; 
the King James Version is better 
‘cause it’s written in the old tongue.
Read boy, read!
Read a Psalm, 
and ask God to help you.

Spill your guts to God boy; 
don’t bottle in the devil. 
Those demonic lies, 
that come from your lips,
cause heavens to close their eyes.

You cause me so much pain boy, 
even at your birth.
Come on, read!
Maybe someone curse that very day 
I brought you to this earth.

Read yourself a new life.
Ask the father for new hands, 
so you won’t steal again.
Ask him for a heart and a new brain, 
so you won’t remember.

Pray son! 
Pray, according to God’s will. 
Let that foul spirit go. 
Ask God for amnesty 
for the innocence you kill.

Go wash the curse from your pores child;
use the oil the chaplain gave you.
It's goin' be alright, 
everything is goin' be alright. 
Daylight goin' bring peace.

My heart exhales with delightful ease.
the morning will bring some peace,
the morning will bring me peace.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Brown Avatar
February 11, 2011 at 6:06 AM
Cultures varies; no culture is superior
Culverhouse Avatar
July 1, 2010 at 7:14 AM
Sounds like a strange up bringing...well written. Are you for or against this upbringing?
Devonshire Avatar
June 30, 2010 at 7:00 AM
Earle, I can really sympathize with your efforts to help this boy and I hope he takes your advice and learns how to live a better life by reading the Bible. This is a very powerful write; there are so many young people who need this kind of help. Love, Carolyn
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June 30, 2010 at 5:45 AM
Great expressive write that is very descriptive of what some mothers and grandmothers even fathers and grandfathers do to try to help a child who seemingly has a demon spirit living within them..Glad that there are better ways than trying to pour the good book into people because it just won't pour for the person has to be a willing subject to receive..Sara
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