Ah! The Writing on the Wall

And so I began again cause you lured me in,
Down the same ole trek at your beck and call
Even knowing I’d fall, but I was sand blind
On the unkind road with grace unbestowed

And the writing on the wall
Told me the horror story all,
But I was bound to stand tall
Never flat on my face I’d fall

I walked the path laid before me as you bade
Prayed with every step as your flute played
Some sad, silly song for one gone so wrong
Along with the throng of other foul lovers

And the writing on the wall
Told me the horror story all,
But I was bound to stand tall
Never flat on my face I’d fall

And I should’ve known cause I’d been shown
What pitfalls lay ahead when in bed with you,
What score of the devilish whore you’d settle
With innocence in dissonance of sad coronach

Ah! But the writing on the wall
And the horror did not forestall
My hell-bent mind to stand tall
Though on my ugly face I’d fall!

Oh, the heaven-sent letter was written clear
Without smudge or smear, to show the better
Of choices to make in chorus of angelic voices
… but I began again cause you lured me in

You lured me in again with one sweet call,
Though the writing was clearly on the wall,
Writing on the wall…
Writing on the wall…

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7 thoughts on “Ah! The Writing on the Wall

  1. Another posting where I had to click like’ before reading the full posting. Love it by the way.

    And here, (Down the same ole trek you (your) beck and call)

    I think it should be your’, again a Splendid write.

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