Some days I feel evil,

like blood dripping
from a shiny blade

or the eyes of a killer
as the kill is made.

Other days I blaze -

so filled with love
that I shine -

and Jesus walks beside me,
his sweet hand in mine.

Most times I�m a party of two:

one stomping cloven hooves,
the other lifted on gently fanning wings.

One clad in sack cloth and ashes,
the other agleam with diamond rings.

- R. Cody -