these horns

These horns I wear
I got them as a gift
I wear them with pride
They will show you who I am

Once I called myself the devil child
But I let that devil die
So I could know peace
Not knowing were peace resides

I am none but a man
Choices I make seem stupid
But they don't change who I be
Because that is the truth inside

Mistakes I have made
Now I work to correct them
These horns that I made
Don't just make me evil

They prove that good exists
That evil is not a gift
But a choice
That we all have to make.

These horns that I wear
I got them as a gift
The giver of the gift
Is but since dead to me

29/01/15