Jesus And Nine Devils
© Surazeus
2025 05 31

Along gritty railroad tracks into town,
past dilapidated houses and stores
through forest of rotten telephone poles,
I trudge lost toward my unknown destiny
while I strum guitar with four rusty strings
and sing cerulean ache of my heart.

The old gray-wood store with bags of horse feed
rises tall as the old abandoned church
where ghost of Jesus lingers in the window
then wanders out in cowboy hat and boots
to drive white Buick Rivera sedan
clanking over the railroad tracks of fate.

Cruising slow along the cracked asphalt road
past rows of houses with scruffy-grass lawns,
where children in coats laugh as they play games,
Jesus taps fingers on the steering wheel
while Jim Reeves sings, "I guess I am crazy
for loving you" on the car radio.

Nine devils in black leather jackets roar
engines of motorcycles loud as demons
as they surround the savior of the world,
flapping bat wings and unleashing sharp claws
when they kick the sides of his white sedan,
and throw rocks that crack his windshield of faith.

Gunning engine of white Buick Rivera,
Jesus races fast down the road to town
where people shopping in department stores
turn in shocked surprise at unholy roar
as Jesus and nine devils race through red lights
in battle over who will rule mankind.

Swerving back and forth in serpentine curves,
Jesus knocks several devil bikers hard
who spin out of control and crash in poles,
then speeds ahead just far enough to veer
sideways angled sliding on screeching tires
that burn rubber hot in billowing smoke.

Stepping from open door of white sedan,
Jesus in cowboy hat and snake-skin boots
stands firm against the tyranny of greed
to aim silver double-barreled shotgun
and fires blast of holy righteousness
that knocks cruel devils off their motorbikes.

Driving back home to his gray-wood feed store,
Jesus carries paper bags of groceries
upstairs to the kitchen on the third floor
where pregnant Mary Magdalene in blue dress
helps teen Tamar tend Justus in the highchair,
so they kiss as he grills burgers for supper.

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Orpheus plays guitar and sings country ballad in the smoky bar about the legend of the showdown between Jesus and Nine Devils in an old Illinois town.

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