An angel and demon
Sit on each shoulder
They’ve grown to be friends
As I’ve gotten older
The proverbial good and bad
Have intermixed their beliefs
The devil’s on his knees
The angel becomes a thief
So I no longer have
That beside ear calm
Just arguing opinions
No sideline psalm
I’m even more confused
Than I was before they came
Darkness now matched with light
I’ll never be the same

~kb