Fire is (NOT) licking at my heels,
but not VERY far from me, it feels..
to some as though all H+LL has arrived.
Yet, Satan's saving me, so I've survived.
You see, ol' Satan, the Devil DOES...
want me for His own; here's the 'because':
I'm a fun guy for Him to have to taunt if alive,
so for now, at least, I guess He'll let me survive.
(September 12th2020)
" It IS unfortunate that all people do not suffer equally.That is life..... " This statement is right and it says much about you. God is there and all comes as fair. This poem is so touchingly delineated. Thanks and congratulations for your coming back. GBU. Om Shanti.
Take care Bri. Stay safe. Not to worry. California wildfires will subside. You will, surely, survive. God bless you Bri.
This is so optimistic perspective to even irritate the devil if he happens to reading this poem. Hope I'm not too sarcastic. But the poetry is really good. Fire become devil's taunt.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Not so happy to read this funny write with a touch of melancholy! I am sure the sun now veiled from your sight will soon shine over you....! All the Best dear friend!