The difference between the Devil and God.
The Devil, he knocks at the door of my mind,
The God of myself, he awaits.
The Devil, he feels and he clambers and climbs,
My God moves truly and straight.
The Devil speaks softly, cajoling the will,
My God stays peaceful and still.
The Devil, he screams and he rants and he raves,
My God he sits and he saves.
“The Devil will out!” say the priest and the pastor,
My God just looks down and he smiles,
My Devil is simply a part of my life
As my God lives on Earth for a while.
16-01-1996
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