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The Prodigal Returns

Well I’ve been down to the Crossroads, and it took me longer than you would think. I travelled over valleys full of deepening shale, I climbed mountains high until I could just about touch the sky. The purpose of my journey ? Need you ask why. I’m looking to do a deal with the Devil so that I can play the Blues with a devil may cry, an innate understanding of the way notes fly, to put together riffs and play until I die. Well I got to the crossroads and had time to sit and think, yeah I got to the crossroads and I had time to think. Do I need to sell my soul to learn to play like my heroes or should I just learn to play as myself.....my story my pain and heartaches no one else’s comes near......no my friend I don’t need to deal with Devil the Devil he may cry........but I’m more than satisfied and will sing the blues till the day I die.



Poetry by John holliday
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Written on 2021-12-30 at 04:43

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ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Welcome back, John, what an amazing work to come back with.
Ken D
2021-12-30