the two men had known each other since childhood,and  had remained friends ever since.with exporing eyes they had seen eagles sosat in ITALY,oats sail in GREECE the moving hour hands of BIG BEN in LONDON, happy  laughing children in PARIS, and in all of these wonderful places  they could  speak and clearly understand  seven languages.they had become WORLD travelers.having traveled by boat plane horseback   camel taxi foot. than one day,each traveler had discovered that different ailments had come upon the other. one had weak legs and could"nt  walk  without a wheelchair.the other traveler's had gone blind.so they sat down togethjer to discuss that grave matter and come up with a plan to continute  enjoying more exciting travel adventures.this is what was agreed on by both.the crippled wheel chair bound traveler promised to be the eyes for seeing.the blind traveler promised to use his strong legs and healthy body to push his wheel chair friend wherever they decided to journey in the future.

The State of Virginia birthed  me . Northern  cities  befriended  this life  from child to man , watched  over  as   i    married  and  missed   the war, fathered  many  children rode  the strong  stallion  of  hard  times in  places  where blues  played  brutal  riffs on my  unsaved soul  as sexmusic moaned  absently  from  juke  joints lights  blinked  multicolored  along  rubblish  filled  streets  like  chestnut, market. Many  one night  stand  party  music  cigarette filled  rooms  filled  in by  loneliness as the  city  blows  up  with  frantic  shadows  of  violence bullets  not caring  whose  name is  called  baby Death  plays no emotional games and  has  no favorite sons  or daughters.It  might  punch  your  ticket  at  any  moment, even  in  mid  smile. So  many   epitaphs  today, end up on t-shirts,to  remember. Love  and hold  on to me now , while there is  still  breath  in tthis  body and  the blood  runs life, despite  my imperfections cause Death has  such an ugly  shape.

Cradle me in the softness of your arms
Let our love be the tender shelter from the world's harm
For its in you that I place my sacred trust
As the future awaits before us
Please allow me to say
Cradle me in the softness of your arms

I  have bathed myself in the clear glittering waters of your love,and rested beaneath the welcoming tree of your spirit.These hands have tenderly held your face  and looking deep within your eyes, i've  read the silent speech written there. You've been the beacon light of hope, shinning across across all  my dark days, my city street oasis, my touchstone, with a love as warm as oven gingerbread. And when holding you in the midst of an evil land, i've held the promise of joy.

Love can overtake your heart in the blink of an eye
And stop the tears plus sadness nobody to hold had you cry
With its perfume you will reek. No more lonely times to seek
I tell you that its passion is a promise that it will keep
Yes, love can steal away your heart in the blink of an eye
When it comes softly in your  life it will be a revelation
You'll want to stand right up and cheer giving your sweet one  a ovation
Love can overtake your heart in  the blink of an eye

love has left the building, it was't  reasonable  nor wise, don't you know that we are all God's children here in his eyes. see me on Philadelphia streets and you look past or even turn away, it would be nice to live in a city where people smiled or hugged along the way, but this is not the real world closed minded folks would say, hate's darkness is approaching and it took time to construst, what ever happened to in God we trust,now i have a strong unshakable feeling that love has left the building and it's lack of affection and trust, love has left the building  and it's recapture starts with us.

Blues falling down on me with trouble big as raindrops but not all of the time, i'd be rich if they were nickles ,quarters, or even dimes. but i'll continue to look up and be guided by God's unseen hand. facing bravelt whatever comes my way with a trunk full of faith, while rolling on through this  great and beautiful land. i'm sure that you can understand, about the blues falling down on me, some times i just have to moan or sigh, pray the devil's hands off me while looking up to my father in the sky, who won't let me die and will do more than just help  His son get by.

Baby, please stay in my corner
To the very world I want  to confess my love so proud
Don't you know girl, that your chic presence presence by my side
Makes me inside want to cry out loud
Never want to let you ever down
Darling I love you, stay in my corner
Never want you  to be filled with an uncalled for deep sadness
If you go away it would be sheer madness
Girl, I know that this guy is not the perfect man and I'm being real
But ever hurting your feelings or breaking your heart
Is not even in my future plans
Yes, there'll be times , being human I know that I'll fail that's true
Need you kiss and  hold me and let our sweet love prevail
Please don't listen to the confusing words I sometimes say
Don't lock the door to your heart and chase this hurting one away
Baby, stay in my corner

yesterday was a journey filled with dark thoughts as I walked through a barren flowerless garden of loneliness unbeliveving  and dismal was my future outlook and the world point of view the sun of brilliant splendor usually far above in the sky seemed to be playing peek a boo .today the sky is clear with birds newly composed music once again I hold within the knowledge that life is dear and am brave enough to face anything that suddenly comes along because you my sweet and wonderful love inspire my heart within to sing a lush lovely song

O SWEET FREEDOM COME ON DOWN AND RESCUE ME MAKE THESE CHAINS FALL AWAY  AND THE DARK CLOUDS OF SLAVERY FLEE THIS DAY LET THE SUNRISE OF YOUR PEACE REST WITHIN MY SOUL TO STAY O SWEET FREEDOM COME DOWN LIKE A  HEAVENLY RAIN O SWEET FREEDOM UNTIL MY DYING DAY REMAIN O SWEET FREEDOM COME DOWN AND RESCUE ME

time and earth we plunder  thieves of resources bellies filled with pride we can always sleep but never live again pushing houses together filling the air with death minefields cruel to ourselves and one another so easy to accept power over faith greed over truth name your poison I"ll  gladly serve it free of charge limited minds come forth out of nowhere to rule over you each four elected year  they teach how to pray  save yourself for congress or the house surely won"t  they will steal the air out of the lungs with taxes  making all want to lie down until unmitigated danger has passed

Heaven created you within its doors just so you'll know  I'm only yours aware of this my heart feels the need to stay please understand the words I share I close my eyes thinking of you and when this dream of mine comes true I see me walking so close to you my loyal kiss will meet the test  all my senses welcome each caress heaven sent its very best  I'll close my eyes to all that's gray if you're not here to share each day and though each moment that keeps us apart memory locks you tightly in my heart laughing and talking sharing the old and the new I 'll close my eyes thinking of you I'll close my eyes to all that's gray darling if you're not here to share each day and though each moment that takes us apart memory locks you tightly in my heart laughing and talking sharing the old and new  I close my eyes and think of you

Your love is the sunshine pouring down on me
Pushing away the world's darkness
It's the future of my life
I'm investing my feelings in you
My sweet gift every day
The one who keeps the blues from coming near
Keep on sharing that sunshine with me
I need that sunshine

story as old, as yesterday's news, but forever true, hardly even friends, than someone's spirit yields, suddenly , just a slight change, a  large split in the distrust wall, that will fall, neither heart yet prepared to receive, strangers when we meet. ever guarded the emotions, yet the same,never  as before, and struggling past doubt for sure, as the sun of touch will rise in us,story as old as yesterday's news,yet not old as time,tune  sweet like song,bittersweet,yet new,finding out that doubt can vanish, slipping past the right or wrong,feelings certain as the stars, story as old as yesterday's news,like song,bittersweet, yet strangers when we meet

A fragment of memory floats in my head of a time when your arms welcomed me like sun, good news, safe harbor but that time is passed and love burned away like a two inch candle. turned away into dead sea there is no lighthouse lit on shore. pain now swallows me up , the flame of being put out blinded  tears silently serenade my eyes as I  try to look beyond these sad moments that have placed my happiness under arrest sun rises slowly but there is no consolation nor meaning to the new day dreams have no weight into the present ,but emptiness I feel my steps repeating the space I need to tread, choking on pity with open eyes belief is gone

I'm sweeping the pieces of yesterdays dreams that crashed and fell at my door colors of blue red gold all now gone but yet to rise from the ashes like never before all thoughts and dreams born alive inside are my silent friends never open the door for trouble keep confusion away and in its place pray to fight the devil another day Lord help me find my way back to you

as mortals we love and learn,soon or late,that love can take you far beyond pain or causeit. be like a soft breese upon the cheek one minute,than smite it the very next.cradle softly your deepest emotions fears hopes dreams,than like a wayward storm **** them all.love  can lift the mind to soaring heights of discovery and inspiration,than leave you broken  battered used up like a shipwreck on life's vast shore,mend gently back all that was lost,than like a magician's sleight of hand stagger the thoughts  within wondering where things disappeared.yes, since mankind its early first steps upon the earth,all have loved lost regained, had love instruct and desert us ,as the sands  in the hour glass ,slowly fall away, we love  and learn.

Times like this
I wish your love was still around
Missing the sound of your voice
That was known so well
And when love spoke my name
Times  like this, miss holding you close to my heart
Wish we could recapture that long ago dream
Even though I know that it died
And was buried. So it seems
Missing you quite frankly, in times like this
Wishing that you were missing me
But you're not even around to hear me sob and cry

America   written   on  your   lady   of  liberty  statute  in  new  york ,  you  ask  fpr   the  tired,  the  poor,   those   yearning   to  breathe  free.    and  we  are   here   behind   that   statute,     waiting   in   articulate   rage   for   our   change  to  come.    we   cry    out    to   you   from  the   500  hundred  people   standing   in  line   for   one   job  line,   from  the  welfare  long  line  and  cheap  bargain   stores, as   we  eat  the  corner  store's  high  priced  make believe  steaks  and  bullet  proof  beans  that  make   up  our   daily  bread    the   American  dream   for   us   is   quickly    becoming    a  constant  nightmare,  even   while  awake  and   slowly   the  great  horn  of   plenty   is  running   dry.  for  we  are  overworked,overlooked, underpaid,   victimized  and  forgotten  in   this   land  of   the   free   and  home   of  the  brave.and  the  money  eagle  still  flies, but  too high  for  the  poor  to  catch. blacks,whites,yellows,browns, all  sing  the  blues of  hard  times, some   off  key  and  some  on.  congressmen  and  city council  legislate  themselves  higher   salaries , less  work  days  and  longer  vacations  an d  more  fun   times   supposedly  taken  to  other  lands   to   to  study   how   poor   we  are  here. Democrats  are  doing  it   to  their   secretaries,  while   the  Republicans  are  doing  it  to   the  nation.taxes  are  high,heat  and utilities too. the  cost   of  living  is  going  up  while   the chance at  living  is  going  down. food  stamps  throat    was  cut and   as  our  world  turns  people  in  other  lands  are  watching   the land  on  the  mat  taking  the  count.  the wait  and  want  for  daily  bread  and  a  better   chance  to  live  clings  like  a  bad   season   to   the poor  ,tired  and weary.poverty's  sorrow  slides  past   the  cheap  wine  inspired  laughter, the   stolen  ***  moments  to  blot  everything  out  and  forget, all  these  things   form  a  chain   of  human  need  can   i  get  a  witness ?

Your love is my concern
That"s why it must be treated tenderly
We go together oh so well
And I need you to ever remain loving and strong
Here with me.
And the nights when I'm all alone
Your lingering memory is always so free
Your love  rests in my heart and mind
And I want that pure sweetness to always be

YOUR love,came as a promise,but turned into a keeper,eventually allowingyou,to explore with yielded permission, the territory of my responses,that was so long ago, and like all loves ,in this life,the new turned into the old, sweet like aged wine or cheese,each moment of time, I long to keep, my passion, desire, stirred fresh,and to have and hold,this present love forever

the sun cries thatits to early to be put to bed yet night insists that its turn to shine has come the stars glow like huge eyes against the dark background of sky air is white shirt crisp stillness trim,down below on earth time steals days and nights of longing man dreams of ways to be hero, survivor often hitting a blank surface in thought violence is a steady interruption of life"s peace that leaves no choices

For only hope of a better tomorrow  can take  away the stitches sewn in the beating angry heart and deliver one from the everlasting mud of despair which one is sinking fast. America through  our politicians has said unto us,''we do it all for you,voters elected us to serve ourselves." We have sacrificed American sons to the exploding bullets of war in faraway lands.boys from Philadelphia, Texas ,California,Arizonia, taken away from their budding lives and sacred dreams to fight for another's freedom when freedom is still elusive to our native  daughters and sons.we are those with broken nails and scarred hands,work-ruined backs,who give the most but take home the least.some of us are young or old  and worn down in spirit,found in city doorways or hooking for livings in alleys or hugging ***** pavements in pain.our hands  might form  together in nightly prayers  for more bread  and higher checks,less taxes  that slowly  wash away human life.lady of liberty,what are you staring at?don't you see the people suffering in this great land? what hour is  the best to be poor, if any? we are  at the crossroads of human existence, trouble in our  lives is like barbed wire  strung at intervals, like dark stars wherever people wander. wake up America,save us from slowly dying in your electric cities,for you America,  through our  politicians have said  unto  us , we do it all  for you. i've seen and heard old men with  white socks and canes their memories fading like yesteryear's scrapbook pictures,buy dog food for the evening meal.the  middle class have s new change of address  closer to the poverty line. here we all  are caught up in the stillness  of time ,watching  our politicians  seal our  fates  with  heartless intent  and cunning minds  as they  earnestly say,''we do it  to you and for you.''

Red white Blue the colors of the flag flowing over the Nation that stands for peace but surely defend in war we can countries that we have entreated that scorned global peace American guns of war and mighty power to in due course defeat Americans stand out wherever they go naturally proud of their country so that every one will know.America the beautiful I pledge my love and dedication forever to you serving this this great and free land as under the free flowing stars and stripes united we all stand .I will always love America the beautiful forever

Trough out recorded history
Women have made history and helped men make history
By being by their side and now I want to salute all women
Around the world, young or old and just say thank you
For your contributions small or great to the world in which we live
And enjoy. And to every man with even a little intelligence
Should know that behind every star their is a light
Behind and beside every man their is a good woman
And men this is what you should do: cook or take that lady in life dinner. Buy some flowers with no other purpose than that you love her
Pull out her dinner chair. Massage her tired feet and toes. Rub her back
And shoulders tenderly. Treat her to a day at the spa. And salute her
When she enters the room. Most of all, give your lady a standing
Ovation.Keep away from her doom and gloom. Keep that happy smile
On that lovely face.At every given moment try to please. And The
Return on your love and caring will be returned and knock you on
Your manly knees.
Give your lady a standing ovation

RED WHITE BLUE THE colors of the flag flowing over the Nation one that stands for peace but surely defend in war we can defeat countries that we have entreated that have scorned global peace American guns of war and mighty power in due course tend to repeat .Americans stand out wherever they go voices rising with pride of their country so that every one will know. America the beautiful I pledge my love and dedication forever to you serving this great and free land as under the free flowing stars and stripes united we all stand I will love America the beautiful forever

another lonely saturday night,nothing to do but wash my hair and do my nails, this apartment is starting to feel like a jail- if  if i had a loving hand to hold things would be alright and this would't be another lonely saturday night. thinking about walking the dog or taking in a movie, each moment that slips past on the clock gets right to me . i need to fall down on my knees , send up a sincere  prayer GOD's answer line is never busy,He's  always there. i'd like the heavenly  Father hear these words please, only your touch can make things right, after this  time  make my very soul divine there will never be another lonely saturday night

Somewhere in the world there should be  for every eye to see,' a statute of a praying mother  of stone speaking to God about a wayward son who many sins has done and strayed away from Church all on his own .So build a stutute and build it high for every to see - a mother calling out to God, all because of me. And on her face , a silver tear should be placed from a broken heart inside-trying to reach a son who  the holy way has shunned who turned away from God in foolish pride.Inscribe the stutue and build it high for every eye to see.God answered a kneeling mother's prayers and  saved a wayward son Reached out and saved me.

She was born Eunice Waymon, but changed into Nina Simone
This concert pianist who rode her subway dream of fame uptown
All the while singing in a deep blues voice: '' Birds flying high, you know
How I feel, breeze driftin' on by, you know how I feel, it's a new dawn,
It's a new day, it's a new life for me. yeah,it's a new dawn, it's a new day,
And I'm feeling good. Fish in the sea, you know how I feel, river runnin'
Free,you know how I feel,blossom on the tree, you know how I feel
It's a new dawn, it's a new day, it's a new life for me, and I'm feelin' good
'' I love you porgy, don't let him take me. Don't let him handle me
And drive me mad. If you can keep me , I  wanna stay here, with you Forever, And I'll be glad, yes, I loves you porgy, don't let him handle me, with his hot hands, if you can keep me, I wants to stay with you
Forever, I 've got my man

another lonely saturday night,nothing to do but wash my hair and do my nails, this apartment is starting to feel like a jail- if  if i had a loving hand to hold things would be alright and this would't be another lonely saturday night. thinking about walking the dog or taking in a movie, each moment that slips past on the clock gets right to me . i need to fall down on my knees , send up a sincere  prayer GOD's answer line is never busy,He's  always there. i'd like the heavenly  Father hear these words please, only your touch can make things right, after this  time  make my very soul divine there will never be another lonely saturday night

your love,filled my yesterday, and will surely satisfly ,all of my tomorrows.now,their's no desire,within for my mind, to reach back, into the past, for an old love that I could borrow.I wait in silent  time, to hear your key, quietly open,the lock,and a waiting ear, for words,that you might say, its like longing,deep down inside, for Christmas every single day. let me thank you, for each and every,moment, thank you,for today. Its true,that no knows for,sure, if love will last, or the dream,inside will,endure,but,we must risk,the chance,on a relationship, that might fade, and if, it was ,not meant to,be, than we go,our separate ways,with the memories,that we freed, but, I'll put all,of that, out of my mind, in order to say,our hearts might be, overcast, but let me, thank you for today

daybreak's voice is heard throughout the world as the earth turns with no permission from mankind.bird nests empty in morning  glow.the  sea is to active to rest. tracks form on wooded paths and flowers feast on dirt touched by falling rain.trees climb toward the sky clothed in leaves of many colors.

yesterday, a journey filled with dark thoughts ,as I  walked through a barren,flowerless garden of loneliness,unbeliveing and dismal was my future outlook,and  the world point of view, the sun of brilliant splendor, usually far above in the sky,seemed to be playing peek a boo, today the sky is clear ,with birds newly composed music once again, I hold within  the knowledge that life is dear and I'm brave enough to face, anything that suddenly comes along, because you my sweet, wonderful love, inspire my heart within ,to sing a lush lovely song.

we  walk around like we own this place, frowns of hate and disgust and no love for each other as we stride, self-destrusting the planet while chasing after pride. we don't really know where  we're  going without God on our side moving fast and inpatient with each other and not in gear and every waking moment  attacked by new wants and fears.  who do we think we are, acting like we own this  planet , taking self-respect and dignity from the  weak ones, and each other  and  are we wiser  and any greater  for the people and things in life taken for granted. who do we think we are?

my lips seem convincing to yours,as soft whispers tickle waiting ears.this waiting heart seeks your soft presence when eyes are denied to gaze.love,s desire makes me become the gentle rain in the garden of delight,a personal pleasure trip to bountiful ,the new moon in the sky of human need ,the answer to any question asked,the guard to the palace of delights,the yin and yang of your everything.

pieces of folded paper cover the holes in my shoes. my bills are past due which is nothing new . i walk past the restarant where people are eating and my stomach sends  out a reminder that its time to eat. walking  on tired and weary feet. but never will i boo who , my faith that things will change  will never be displaced,God will help me win the race the sweet nector of Victory my lips will always  taste.

What are we doing right now to save our teenage girls and boys
Out on city streets selling their bodies and being treated like
Throwaway toys. We need to raise protesting voices to our legislators
And really make some voting noise in an effort to save
The unprotected children every girl and boy. This is a daily problem in
Our country. We see with open eyes our children hurting and dying
And far to wise. We owe it to all of our children in Philadelphia
And around the world a clean and loving childhood every boy and girl
Human life people, should not be viewed as cheap
Far to many are dying away from home on the mean and ***** streets
And before you lay a tired head down  to sleep tonight
In your warm and clean bed, what about the children?

Flesh lying still at night, waiting to be touched tenderly not for ****** contentment, by gentle hands that put a wedding band on years ago, cramps await in in heels  and toes so that sleep will arrive before morning.shoulders need covering nightly while lying on stomach, stiffness plunders the body like the thief it is, closing in on rest territory. pillows wait at the head and foot of the bed. the mind floating in stillness suspended from all thought and jagged care of today or tomorrow, .hard work that was done has earned a rest that won"t  come softly

where wereyou when my world came falling down,where were you when dreams laughed at me like a painted clown? where were you when each morning getting up and facing a new day made me sigh? where were you when I hid behind the closed door and cried?where were you when I was trapped in a fishing net of despair, and slowly looked around and couldn't find anybody that cared?oh now I know,you hadn't met me yet. and each time that we're apart it hurts me to my heart,those lost moments I truly regret, for love for us is tolling bells of happiness,and there is no need to ask the old question of where were you.

the heart unloved so quickly plunges into rapid decline,and darkness stands guard over the words and deeds of what might have been shared,who knows how far or near that place,before love in all its shinning light and wonderous beauty,will dwell among us,all creeds and colors.

Let us yield to love for than we will see hear fall to the ground chains of hate that would  enslave us the soft clouds of peace will remain in the sky pouring down raindrops of love upon thirsty souls in dire need of its blessing ley us yield to love to love which keep the thunder storms of hate away as we walk this hallowed land

When death softly comes  to close my dark and seeing eyes,don't  cry silent tears or whisper a sigh  while living here on earth i took a righteous stand as my child i want you to remember me and say..'' Daddy was a Jesus MAN" my fate was always in God's worthy hands and living  right now  i do  the best a righteous man can, let my tombstone for everybody read:DADDY WAS A JESUS MAN" seen so happy times and sometimes earthly woe people wondering where did my money and youth go. listen people to my words while you can just remember me and say"DADDY WAS A JESUS MAN"

I miss your warm warm,smile, and gentle touch, to my spirit,it meant so very much,thoughts of you, every now and than,rise up like sunshine, in my mind,I can see you sitting, at the kitchen table, tired back, and body, toward the door, having come in , from  a late ,work night,or hear  you, walking up the stairs, and know, that you.re alright,sometimes, you come home, much to tired, to eat, and all that's on your mind, is how fast,you can fall into the dark,arms of sleep,I miss you,even though, we were together,for only a brief time,like a glowing candle,blown out,by a sudden breeze,but sometimes,sad things happen to us in this life, without an understandable reason or a rhyme, I know that you can't hear me, across death's wide miles,pardon me, while I get a tissue,but I miss you

when misfortune tries to shipwreck my future and i'm enslaved by chains of doubt,you  reach out a gentle loving hand to me and suddenly its  so very clear what this gift of love is, is all about.when fear  with deadly hands, slowly chokes life out of dreams, and I want to stay in bed, with the covers over head.strength that was inside leaks in a run like a fleeting bride,your love recaptures it all.when wide eyed unrest disturbs the street of my familiar, this happens each time you are not near ,and I hear the music skip in an uneven beat,than your hungry arms  circle around me  and the touch  is a gentle fire.

I lift my  arms high in praise to heaven having found you down here for my own.love has made me stronger and so much better I could never have faced each battle or won every victory on my own .so wear a purple ribbon as a sign of togatherness  in your hair my fair one and when sweet slumber comes as night desends  in that spirit of contentment know that i'll  always be faithfully there.

I would go, where rippling waters sing, birds tweet in happy chorus, trees stand guarding age old forests,all of God's nature motions our rapt attention, humanity's voice is  of peace, mountains call out, my name in welcome, where dark skies of weeping, are forbidden, and sullen moods of sadness, never have permission to enter, I would go where black and white tan yellow, join hands in love and friendship, where hate and broken dreams, are outcast, I would go where people of love, all colors and creeds help, and inspire each other, this is where I  would go

look for me in downtown streets of yesterday memory drifting by or the silent corner of youth the tables emptied of sound and fury walls peeled of paint where panting shadows used to come cold nights the dust in the wind I am  the riptide searching a path unknown my windows reek of urban decay and rot my body's knees creak like old wooden doors my fire cooled by age I am of the world,but apart I am soul man time dancing to the beat of my lady"s eyes dark hair gone ,dome empty of waves white teeth  missing spaces I let love whispers fill my waiting ears so I can offer thank yous of my trembling past I look to the place where young and faraway dreams begin to come undone

The youth  sleeps privately in the old man's heart.The restless fever burned out by wrinkled age.Glad music of happy years past ,echo in the lonely hallway of his mind.  And though eyes are full of life , the journey will soon end and the final trip begin.

you are the sun of my inspiration,fireworks of excitement the refreshing gentle rain of belief putting out the hot burning coals of uncertainty .the welcome oasis in the desert of my need. the longed for vision inside created into life . the one who makes me run on in the race of life for I pray that time will favor the runner

Well he's mean and jealous because he knows the Lord is Divine,trying to steal my soul with the same old false and untrue lines. He knows the Lord is Royalty and one of these old days, in a kingdom mansion I'll reside.  My everything is focused on the Lord and by His commandments do I abide. The devil is no friend of mine, trying to steal my soul with the same false and untrue lines.The devil is no friend, the devil is no friend ,the devil is no friend of mine.