I took the devils hand–poem

I took the devils hand
by roberto juarez

We walked to the land of the dammed
His nostrils flared and burned
He gave me powder to take my turn
A burning pipe held on blistered lips
He grinned and whispered, take your hit
From the ground he took a leaf
With one hand he rolled it round
He took the burning heart of one lost soul
And lit, his papered leaf to burn
With foul and toothless grin he said
“Take your turn, its good for the head”
I held his hand, the way he led
I can’t feel my head, my eyes look dead
My wealth is gone, my health is leaving
A roar he let, “no need for wealth when there is stealing
What good is health, you have no feeling
You made your choice, you took your turn
And now forever you must burn”
“You wanted what was on this land
You could have had the promised land”
He held my soul in his filthy hand
“Now take your turn or turn away
The hand you take will lead the way”
I dropped to my knees and looked away
“Dear Lord, take my hand and show me the Way”

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