A Soul for Devil

Afore me a mountain

and a path voluminous with thorns and rocks

All I carry  in heart is locked 

Deep down my journey 

and upright with knees that buckle

My doubts whisper that God emits a curse

And so, Sun betrays me in collision with my thirst

Water I need 

Quest I abandon as I fall

yielded for drops I plead

Gift a man his final call

Plunged to ground

Covered by scattered mind

Missionary was I that fed his Devil

and Devil acts every time.