The codex to my poetry, is to understand
It through the lens of scripture:
"We struggle not with flesh and blood,"
"Remove the mote in thine own eye
"Before removing the mote in thy brother's."
I purge the demons from my soul
And fight them in mortal combat...
With the armor of God,
The Helmet of Salvation
The Shield of Faith
The Sword of the Word of God and Spirit
The Shoes of the Preparation of the Gospel wherever I may go
The Belt of Truth
The Gauntlets of Charity
The Aegis of Righteousness.

Be careful, when wrestling with demons,
The Wise Sage Dark Philosopher said,
"Lest you become just like them."
Yes, I understand my wicked brother
The demons in you, but what about the demons in me?
Those I shall fight, so I can conquer those like you
With the truth, and kindness, and a tongue of joy and blessing
And wrest my words though you do,
You shall find them formed from a charitable heart.
We war with the princes who wish dominion over us,
Saying, "Take the world, you disgusting Christian
"And we shall satisfy all thy lusts!"
And so we fight, and do no unclean thing.
And are empowered to think no unclean thought.

And though the better angels sit on your right shoulders
And the Devil too, on your left,
The devil whispers unclean things
And the Angel says, "Believe, that's all that you need;
"And then you can do what's truly right."
And so I resist the devil,
And listen to peace...
Oh, Mercy find me! So I am not 
In the bonds of bitterness and gall by means of  great iniquity.

I come to the evangelist, and he says, "Something isn't right,"
So I come again, and he prays over me
And speaks to confirm my vision, "Walk in the Spirit of Elijah."

Oh my LORD, I walk through a wormy place
Where the Satan whispers all my fears.
I hear his curses in my thoughts,
And I hear him whisper in my ears.

The dead set ablaze are all around me
And hell is in my inward parts
LORD, raise me up in baptism's waters
And keep me on a steady way so I shall not depart.

LORD, the great and mighty tempest
Blows within my stormy gall;
The great fallen angels trump around me
And they wish to cause my mortal fall.

LORD, the demons raise my hairs
And they make me fear their awesome might.
Yet, my LORD, make me wise beyond my years
Let me win the awesome, worthy fight.

Great are you LORD, to stay off every fear
And great are you and awesome too.
Raise my head above my sorrows
And cause my heart to worship You.

Great fears have troubled me,
And blasphemes whispered
By the people I see around.
Sad faces are there with vapors

LORD, let my heart be never proud.
LORD, cause me to walk with fear
And cause me to find. Mercy's Truth;
LORD, redeem me from their jeers

And cause me to be Thy awesome proof.
LORD, I have a song to sing
I am near my final bed.
Give me place to resist death's sting

Let me have a place to place my head
In heaven's bosom and truth abounding
Let me be with Thee and thy Mercy's fruit.
LORD, save me from my sinning

And let me bear total good truth
To sing thy Word to every ear
And let me be with Thy grace and Cheer
And when they come to wrest my words

LORD Keep me in thy precious truth.
When they come to eat me up
LORD let me awake from this awful dream.
LORD, take me up, and let me be with Thee.

John Bunyan, in prison,
Satan whispered blasphemes
In your head. Yet you stayed
Close to God through it all.
My friends,  stay close to God
No matter the sin you've
Committed, whether it
Is covenant breaking
Sabbath breaking or it's
Blasphemy or other.

Army of one hundred forty nations
All banded together in thy billions,
Murdering, raping, eating human flesh;
Semen and cum flows in rivers, and so does blood.
You surround Jerusalem, yes you do.
Bombs cannot destroy you, for you,
Like the Jews who expelled thy forbearers
From the land before you, thy Canaanite hordes
Practice the orgies, cannibalism and ecstasies
Of thy fathers, the devils, and shall be destroyed
At Hemmeggedon. And you expel truth from the land.
Yet, Christ comes back, and is just in slaying
All of you with the sword... as you bear and grit
The Eternal darkness of your primordial soup.