Sure God put us in a mean place, but he also put a smile on our face. He put a glow in our heart, the devil can never totally tear apart. He put love in our souls, to warm when the day colds.
Finding the switch, truly makes the devil itch. He wants to keep us freezing, our heart and souls sleazing. Nothing warms him most, than to see his evil roast.
A gift of love, from the creator above, constantly giving the devil a shove. But he'll continue to try, to serve his evil pie. Be nice, refuse his slice.
These song lyrics and art are tales, tides and twinkling lights - tunes telling stories of warmth and sun, city and sand, paths that lead, and the coins we can keep in the Karma Bank. Spirit's been bypassed for sorrow, dreaming of a better tomorrow .
Note: Since my husband's cancer surgery 4/25/05, this book content has been integrated into the public speaking content for audiences interested in a sassy approach to personal and/or community awareness events. Another chapbook on intimate love poet
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