September Indiscretion Poem by Bebai Rosa

Sunday, September 28,2003
I had no inclination of what awaited me
Satan sent his imps on a mission
To counteract my good intentions

His imps were relentless in their attack
Self-restraint is what I lacked
Evil persistent, insistent on my demise
Momentarily my liberty compromised

Poor judgement calls can't be reversed
In prosecutorial chaos I became immersed
Several months of havoc and terror reigned
Thereby my life forever changed

A prayer launched form 23 floors high
YESHUA I hoped to see
23 floors below in plain sight
Tis a huge sign that reads FREE!