Peace once was a friend of mine,
until you intruded on love bringing
ruins and death.

I can talk about my time,
I can look into evil and see your
heart is not like mine,
I can talk about my ruins,
I can talk about your damage
while you ignore the truth and claim
you can walk on water like Jesus did,
I can be the intruder and invade your house
like a ghost from your passed.

I will remind you,
Your bombs and squeaky tanks
mean nothing, your self destruction
is your greatest love and the ruins
call for you, begging you to lay down
in its pine box full of ashes and bones.

Death is intruding upon your house
dear sir, life will haunt you until you
give it your last breathe,
no signature or vote will save you
from the Grimm reaper,
and your soul belongs to the devil.

The Devil doesn't cry,
he lies steals and cheats you
out of everything you claim,
he watches you drown in
your own sorrow and sins.

Remember never play cards with the devil,
because you lost before you began.
He's the joker and your his biggest fool.

Oh dear Donald J Trump,
You lost your mind and soul
when you fell out of your
mother's womb and intruded
upon the soil.

There's no salvation for
a wannabe cry baby devil.

Be gone with you!
I don't even think the devil
wants you. Nothingness is
what you are.

©️ 2025 By Amanda Shelton