Crossroads

The devil waits at the crossroads

Built of asphalt and tar

And he only wants to negotiate

If you wanna play guitar.

He lurks within the intersection

Of that big black cross

Gambling on the position

That your gain is greater than your loss.

Trade your soul for talent

To play an electric lightening rod.

The devil waits at the crossroads…

At the crossroads built by God.

Craig 9/12/16

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