It happened one day when I awoke in blood--
My dreams tethered me like a mighty flood.
There was no hope for help was late,
And all the dusk had sun in wake.
For what had been and all had toll,
The devil had a price for my soul.
So I spoke in all resentment,
"I wish for what fill my contentment!"
The world had gone and all turned black,
Then, he said, "You cannot turn back."
Then I awoke in a fog so thick
And I could hear a faint click
A tick tocking clock had filled the room
With noise so peaceful yet filled with a gloom.
In all that is said, the price to me is dear
It is not quite yet clear
I opened the door and the tears swept my eyes
Could it be true or is this a guise?
Are they my children and this my wife?
What kind of creature could cause me such strife?
For years to come my thoughts had faded
My life had become quite a bit jaded.
The sun caressing her fare skin
And her hair, O' where to begin?
She had once been lost to my life
The music played--drums and a fife
Serenading throughout the fog and smoke
Then I could see what had caused me to choke.
The devil was back and what for--I knew
"I have given you years if not only a few!"
His intentions were subtle,
And there was no rebuttal.
Then a question he asked of me, if only for jest--
"What is it you've learned? If you've an answer than I'll be quite impressed."
The tears, again, swept my eyes
"I can only surmise."
Just as love is futile without a heart,
Life is just as brutal without a soul.
"I gave up my soul for last bits of pleasure,
And I bare no ill will for there is nothing to measure
The tears that I've cried to keep this behind me.
And now I see that you may disagree"
"For you are no devil, you're only a man
Doing his job as best that he can."