Deal with the Devil

After my wife died I was so out of my mind,
I prayed to God for weeks to being her back.
Tired of God ignoring my prayerful pleas,
I bought a copy of Anton Levy’s Satan Bible.
I put my hand on that unholy book and vowed to Satan
That if he’d bring my beloved wife back to me
I’d surrender my soul to him and gratefully go to Hell.
The Satanic Bible glowed a hellish, translucent red
The temperature in the room reached 100 degrees.
I felt Satan take my hand and shake it enthusiastically,
And I knew for sure the deal was sealed,
And that my wife would be coming back to me.
I danced with wild glee around my happy home.
I knew. I knew. My wife was coming back,
But when she arrived seven days later,
I hadn’t expected her
to look like The Walking Dead.

Bob Boyd

Author: BobBoyd

Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-) View all posts by BobBoyd