True Story

Hi,
From the backseat of a car,
From a little girl,
Almost in tears,
Aged maybe ten years.

Do your eyes see,
What mine are seeing?
I don’t think I’m dreaming,
But I tried,
And it’s no use screaming,
No one will listen,
For this black sheep,
It’s no use uttering even a peep.

Up ahead,
Tangled in exhaust fumes,
I see dragons and monsters,
So fast they drift away,
Between cars and truck trailers.

This was to be,
Her first remembered encounter,
With things of the spirit realm,
And who,
Pray tell,
Was at the helm?

They sure weren’t wearing,
Any kind of disguise,
But even so were seen only,
By this girl’s eyes.

She tried telling mommy,
But was told to shut up,
To just stop making up,
Another crazy story,
So she zipped her lips,
And as mommy didn’t heed the warning,
The spirits got their opening.

**********

Hindsight now says there’s no doubt,
That the source of origination,
Was those peoples she saw earlier,
They were all dressed in black,
And at the same time as her,
Decided they needed,
To have a little snack.

Eyeing her party up and down,
While wearing smirks and frowns,
Details of what transpired,
May never be known,
But apparently they were able to acquire,
All that was required,
Before the girl left town.

**********

Not much time passed,
Maybe days,
Possibly a couple of weeks,
Since the spell was cast,
And apparently demons attached.

One night Grammie,
Decided to come with the girl,
And her sister and mommy,
It’s been too long,
To really remember,
What was the errand,
That to this day,
Could make ones hair,
Stand on end.

It must have gotten late,
For it was dark,
When a man tried,
To make them his mark.

On a two lane road,
In a little New England town,
They were on the way home,
When the semi ahead stopped dead.

Dead in the center,
Of a two lane road,
Then he got out,
And they didn’t really know,
What this was about.

Bad things could be felt,
As soon as he stepped down,
From the cab,
So with a frown,
Mommy prayed,
As he sauntered towards,
Their little car,
It made no sense,
At the time,
But by now the grown-up little girl knows,
He was on assignment,
To cause them harm,
Maybe even death,
To reap earthly rewards.

He was almost up to the window,
So mommy rolled it down,
Stuck out her head,
And asked him why was he stopped?
What was so bad up there ahead?

He said something,
It made no sense,
As it was of course nonsense,
Telling mommy her car lights,
Were blinding his sights.

Then he turned tail,
Got back in his truck,
Oh what luck!
Driving off to who knows where,
But at least he got,
The hell away from there.

Within days of that brush,
With certain torture and death,
Lord it’s been so long,
There’s no way to remember,
If it was before or after,
But Satan himself was there,
For she heard what recently was confirmed,
As his laughter.

Driving along,
A country road,
It was curvy,
And the grass hadn’t been mowed.

There were woods all around,
And at some point,
Mommy’s car acted up,
Out of nowhere,
It started making scary sounds.

Around the corner,
There was a big dirt area,
Where cars could pull over,
So mommy turned in,
And right away from the forest,
Came a deep manly voice,
Saying ‘HA-HA-HA’,
It was loud and clear,
And pissed off the little girl,
The moment it hit her ears.

She rolled down her window,
And at the top of her lungs,
Told that man to shut up,
In the rudest way she knew how.

Mommy may have known,
Who was out there,
Because she freaked right out,
Frantically yelling “Roll that window up!
We’ve got to get home”!

**********

It’s been a few decades,
Since these episodes,
But life being life,
It’s been a bumpy road.

There’s a war out there,
And it’s all supernatural,
The more that’s learned,
The more this and that,
From the past,
To her mind it all returns.

So lucky to be,
One of the few,
Whose eyes got opened,
Who knows everything is magical,
Though only some’s from Heaven,
So be aware,
The rest comes to you,
From the depths of Hell.

**********

The Famous Lamb’s Blood

It’s like a wave from the ocean,
But dry like air,
Not breezy like wind though,
It blankets your body,
From head to toe,
As it enters your soul.

You’re left with a feeling,
You’d like to keep on repeating,
Complete,
Though you’re vacant and starving,
Very soon you’ll need more. 

Now you’re unsoiled,
Even if covered in mud,
Found by the blood,
Makes you supernaturally cleaner,
Than you’ve ever been.

Dark forces will try,
Telling you it’s not real,
For what they’ve never experienced,
To them can’t have much appeal.

Do not let them steal,
The way it’s made you feel,
Remember the best paths tend to be narrow,
And at times have never even seen a harrow.

This life’s a long hard road,
Lucky,
Now you won’t be going it alone,
You’ve gained a spirit guide,
Who’ll lead you safely,
To the better side.

No Help For It

It’s my favorite,
And I don’t want to get over it,
Though it seems the worst choice to make,
It’s my favorite,
And I don’t want to let go of it.

I’ll confess it doesn’t seem,
Like a prime pick,
And why just any won’t due,
I’ve no clue,
But this one for some reason,
I think would fit like,
A perfectly-broken-in shoe.

As they’re pretty much alike,
That one should be able to,
Just take a hike,
But it’s like I’d like to connect a cable,
Because when I’ve got it around,
I feel slightly more stable.

Such a terrible old thing,
And gives an awful sting,
When it lashes out like lightning,
But still I find,
It makes my life exciting.

Maybe it’s just an addiction,
If so,
That’s one super strong poison,
Even so,
Bring me a big cup,
And I’ll drink it right up.

It deserves a good kick,
But still,
I hope it stands unmoved,
When it gets this reprove,
Since when it’s around,
My life feels improved.

I bet it’s bad to be around,
It’s always pulsing out vicious vibes,
Like an agressive animal,
It may as well bare teeth,
And lunge at feet.

There’s a simultaneous urge,
To push it away,
And pull it closer,
The emotions that surge,
My mind is like a rollercoaster,
Whether from me it’s near or far.

The sight of it,
Has my stomach in knots,
I’m wishing it would just get lost,
But then I’m loving it.

Persistent as a tooth gone rotten,
It just will not be forgotten,
This sunshine might be lost,
But I’ll seek it out,
At any cost.