This one speaks for itself.
You can’t wait to open it, I must say, he’s got style.
The first sip takes your guard as you start to unwind
And by the last drip to drop he’s finally made you blind.
As you can’t see what he’s after, and you can’t see what he needs
He’s just getting you to love him so he can sow his seed.
By now your soul is undefended which he can’t get till he has all you own
The life that mum gave you so don’t you dare think its only on loan!
Your mum suffered and scraped to control her life and show you how
She left this place hoping for the best, but my god if she could see you now!
So realise who holds the bottle before it hits your glass
Now you put up a mum fight before you’re on you’re ass.
And silently drift off into the distance
With your stubborn and selfish persistence
And all the while the devil smiles, no way is he sad
As he devours your soul, your life, and everything you had.
Copyright Peter Williams 2021
Poetry by peter williams
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Written on 2021-04-20 at 19:06
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Devils Smile
The devil hands you a bottle and you take it with a smile.You can’t wait to open it, I must say, he’s got style.
The first sip takes your guard as you start to unwind
And by the last drip to drop he’s finally made you blind.
As you can’t see what he’s after, and you can’t see what he needs
He’s just getting you to love him so he can sow his seed.
By now your soul is undefended which he can’t get till he has all you own
The life that mum gave you so don’t you dare think its only on loan!
Your mum suffered and scraped to control her life and show you how
She left this place hoping for the best, but my god if she could see you now!
So realise who holds the bottle before it hits your glass
Now you put up a mum fight before you’re on you’re ass.
And silently drift off into the distance
With your stubborn and selfish persistence
And all the while the devil smiles, no way is he sad
As he devours your soul, your life, and everything you had.
Copyright Peter Williams 2021
Poetry by peter williams
Read 331 times
Written on 2021-04-20 at 19:06
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