“The Death of temptation” 

“The Death of temptation” 

Got a itch that need a scratch,

its like a pestered gate, that wont latch

and still a burden in fact,

that haunts me

(to this day)

But its the games people play,

ones that could turn,

even a preacher, stray,

so i keep an eye kept open,

as I lay.

But for right now,

you and I'll,take a little trip,

from the flat valleys, to the white tips,

and from the Rockies, mountain high,

chances are, we'll walk on sky.

Need to tell you a little story,

of the dueling day,

temptation lost his glory,

he made his peace, paid his tab

and slithered his way down the UN-forsaken road.

Now around a quarter till three,

that's(am) you see,

only thing appeared active this night,

was my cab.

suddenly flagged down, by someone,

never before have I seen around,

this smooth talker, who seemed to have,

a gift for gab.

All dressed in black,

quick was he,

to harbor a seat in back,

and with a stare,

that wouldn't let go.

He had asked the time

but I, no not I,

would have bet a dime,

that for some designed reason,

he did already know.

“Any where in particular, “

my favorite klesha line,

being some what, of a sticular, to its reply.

He just smiled and stared,

apprehensively at the floor.

The time i replied,

was on the (3 o'clock) side,

wanna hop in,

grab a seat,

and kindly,shut the door?

So I gave him a little while,

as he fiddled with his watch dial,

stating,as he turned,

that this would be,

my lucky day.

Being quick, to reply with a smile,

clearly knowing, all the while,

that death,

had stumbled carelessly,

down my way.

So with a cross in hand and a constructed,

God given plan, brave was he,

as he asked me if, I was a wager,

with a quick turn in my seat,

was this demon already planning my defeat,

for this fight to night it seemed, would be major.

First he offered loafs of bread, wines and jars of sweet honey,

diamonds he'd unfold, with bars of pure gold

and mounds of much so, needed money,

all I need do was to agree.

I replied, all sound good, quite fine and dandy

but I never was one, to make a deal with the devil,

in order to save the whole flock,

so what will be, will definitely be..

so I pulled over to the road side,

eagerly displaying full pride,

in knowing that, God is my aviator,

and he yields to no defeat.

You see I stood fast to my faith

and with no, single need,

shall I falter, back down or flee,

and nor in his name, shall I be beat.

But when his fish wouldn't bite,

quite naturally and just out of spite,

his demeanor and self control,

became some what sour.

And just the sign that I would need,

for this is one property,

that he would claim no deed and in my corner,

rested all the power.

Deep, within the running rivers,

better known, as the rapid whites,

I surrendered to God my soul and salvation,.....

now do you really, wanna pick your fight.

Now when I took him on this ride,

there was a mention, of murder, some homicide,

though as he stated, “the smarter,”

“would have chose suicide,”

rather then stay,

And for sure,

(it was their choice),

when have fear no crying voice,

although, slim pickens was only offered,

on how they'd pay...

But you on the other hand,

have no faith,

nor give mercy to any man,

but rest a sure, yours will be tested,

by end of day.....

yea, that day was a good day,

it was when temptation lost its glory,

he made his peace, paid his tab

and quickly slithered his way down the road.

there's more to this story,

that one day will be told

so until we meet again,

I took pleasure In welcoming you,

to my little abode..

Jim

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