art kuttler


The Game - Poem by art kuttler

As i gaze into the fire the red hot coals peer into my soul,
as the devils image uppers horns start to form
above his ears, as the flames lick the night air,
is there any cause for fear when the devil is near,
coming closer with each sip of my beer
his form i can clearly see,
he says he has come for me
to lead the way to riches and fame,
its all mine to
claim

as he eats more flames then stops to say
what will it be
riches or fame?
it's yours just stake your
claim
and your life will never be the same,
you'll worship my name and the day i
came,
in love with your new found
riches and fame,
just come play my
game.
Copyright © 2007

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 15, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 12, 2011


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