Read Uncharted Frontier Issue 13 Page 7

The Devil’ll Get Ya

  By Faith Kuzio

  Who said

  No drugs

  To calm me?

  Follow me into

  The terror zone-

  For just a minute-

  Peep the horror show.

  Ain’t no victim-

  Ain’t no excuse-

  Just a matter of

  Circumstance-

  Hung out to dry.

  Feel the weight-

  & stand alone.

  Do as I do- then you’ll know.

  Truth be told.

  Slaved in the trenches-

  Educated thine mind-

  All lost in one shot.

  Choices elevate-

  Choices perpetuate-

  Choices degenerate-

  Choices are our will-

  Right or wrong-

  A Sinner ain’t no Saint-

  And a Saint was once a Sinner.

  The devil’ll get ya-

  Place the blame

  & you’re to shame.

  Jesus may save ya-

  But the Wheel of Justice

  Will spin its hand-

  And debts will be collected.

  Fuck with fate-

  And you’ll know misery-

  The price you pay

  Will multiply

  Before your eyes-

  And the weight

  Of your boots

  Turn to cinder blocks

  & the straps are frayed.

  Chisel that shit, bitch-

  Shake off the dust &

  Stomp your feet to

  Know you’re alive

  And march on-

  Fuck em if ya found

  A home.

  Fuck em if you’re sedated.

  Fuck em if your heart is cold.

  Fuck em if you got no soul.

  Fuck it-

  Write it-

  Type it-

  Your voice will return-

  You may just dance again-

  Like nobody’s watching.

  Take a vow. Take a bow.

  History is moving forward

  And letting go

  -the old.

  Tired old nightmares-

  Ducking & dodging-

  Trapped in a basement-

  There was the

  Choice- an escape

  To live, an

  Escape to laugh,

  An escape to love.

  May I live-

  From here

  On out-

  Till the day

  I die-

  Without the workings

  Of my own hands.