The Devil's Puppets
We are living in the home of the Devil.
On this planet that we call Earth.
We've all became his puppets
since the coming of our birth.
There's obstacles he has hidden,
from this Earthly human race.
If we knock one down,and move ahead,
he put's another in it's place.
Many of us have fallen,
trying to reach our goal
into the hands of Satan,
into the deepness of his soul.
He's corrupting our mind's with evil,
filling our hearts with hate.
He's got us dangling on a string,
controling our life our fate.
The only way we can survive
the' Devil and his Strife,
is for the world to band together
and cast him from our life.
He's stolen our husband's and our wive's
with the temptations of sin and lust'.
filled our hearts with greed
and hate, Disloyalty and Distrust.
Corrupting our children with Drug's
and Gun's and Alcohol to drink.
Filling our life with so much garbage,
our world's beginning to stink.
There's only one way out of this Hell Hole
and that is the day we die.
We will be in God's beautiful Kingdom,
in his Palace in the sky.
Copyright © 1997 by Ellen Rector, All rights reserved
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Reason for writing:
I was laying in bed and thinking about all the evil things in this world and this poem started taking over my thoughts , so I got up and wrote it down while it was fresh on my mind...
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