Quatrain of Felt The Hand
Lucky
I felt the Hand of God upon
my shoulder, it scared
me half to
death,
I was just walking toward
the Devil when he
nearly took my
breath.
I suppose the feeling inside
was a dire warning
to not get any
closer,
Lucky, I got a push in the
right direction, much
greater than any
bulldozer.
Yorktown Disciple
Lucky
I felt the Hand of God upon
my shoulder, it scared
me half to
death,
I was just walking toward
the Devil when he
nearly took my
breath.
I suppose the feeling inside
was a dire warning
to not get any
closer,
Lucky, I got a push in the
right direction, much
greater than any
bulldozer.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 10962
Walking
toward
the
Devil
toward
the
Devil
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