The Devil’ll Get Ya
By Faith Kuzio
Who said
No drugs
To calm me?
Follow me into
The terror zone-
For just a minute-
Peep the horror show.
Ain’t no victim-
Ain’t no excuse-
Just a matter of
Circumstance-
Hung out to dry.
Feel the weight-
& stand alone.
Do as I do- then you’ll know.
Truth be told.
Slaved in the trenches-
Educated thine mind-
All lost in one shot.
Choices elevate-
Choices perpetuate-
Choices degenerate-
Choices are our will-
Right or wrong-
A Sinner ain’t no Saint-
And a Saint was once a Sinner.
The devil’ll get ya-
Place the blame
& you’re to shame.
Jesus may save ya-
But the Wheel of Justice
Will spin its hand-
And debts will be collected.
Fuck with fate-
And you’ll know misery-
The price you pay
Will multiply
Before your eyes-
And the weight
Of your boots
Turn to cinder blocks
& the straps are frayed.
Chisel that shit, bitch-
Shake off the dust &
Stomp your feet to
Know you’re alive
And march on-
Fuck em if ya found
A home.
Fuck em if you’re sedated.
Fuck em if your heart is cold.
Fuck em if you got no soul.
Fuck it-
Write it-
Type it-
Your voice will return-
You may just dance again-
Like nobody’s watching.
Take a vow. Take a bow.
History is moving forward
And letting go
-the old.
Tired old nightmares-
Ducking & dodging-
Trapped in a basement-
There was the
Choice- an escape
To live, an
Escape to laugh,
An escape to love.
May I live-
From here
On out-
Till the day
I die-
Without the workings
Of my own hands.