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Dragon of red
among the dead
In caverns deep
your treasures keep
You demon spawn
from the beyond
From days old
collecting your gold
In abandon greed
with hasty speed
Your coffers swell
there in hell
Left wanting more
what you adore
Your every action
brings no satisfaction
When is no peace
for the wicked beast
From the dawn
until time’s gone
In the pit remain
trapped in your pain!
Teresa Marie 1/4/12 ©
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There have been many times
that I’ve felt cut off
When I’ve believed the world
does merely at me scoff
When I’ve been brushed aside
run over in their haste
Because it seems they think
what I’m doing is a waste
I feel like I’m dangling
high up above the pit
And the demons down below
are yelling, “Go for it!”
As an angel is whispering
“You can’t make it alone!
God has not left you
out here on your own!”
While there on other side
my dreams I can see
Are shining like a beacon
as a temptress luring me
And there lying in between
a chasm, a great divide
While I teeter on the edge
as I’m trying to decide
“Don’t act a foolish imp!”
I hear my angel say
“For you know deep down
the answer and the Way
Don’t listen to any of
those voices down below
To fulfill all your dreams
you know where to go!”
Teresa Marie 12/20/11 ©
