Devil's Share

When I am cruel to anyone or another To whom I hurt, I really have no care or druther Am I that way because of demonic forces There is evil in this world and I feel it as it courses Manifestation of evil in this world I do feel It overpowers me so much that I go ill Some people well-being I don't worry and I don't care When I have that feeling, I give the Devil his share. I would rather be good and that is the honest truth As I despise being vulgar, uncivilized and uncouth But that goodness in me, I just cannot find Maybe because this world that I live in, it is not that kind When I do something bad, which is not good for myself It is always better for me, if I blame it on someone else Now I end my nights asking forgiveness with a prayer I know what I have given GOD, I also gave the Devil his share. Never can I remember the good in a day I don’t want to help anyone instead I want to runaway I know the bad that I have done it is written down in a book Also I know one day that GOD, will take a look To GOD I have given nothing and I say that with a tear I pondered if I try to speak to him, would he want to hear Now when I look in the mirror I wish someone else was there Because all I see is myself, as I have given the devil his share. Randy L. McClave