A mistake i’ll repeat.

I have made too many mistakes,
Endured too many heart aches,
No tendency to change, i checked the stakes,
But i write this for keepsakes,
For the times they called me sinister,
An accomplice to Lucifer,
The times they said I’m capable of murder,
And would be a chronic alcohol abuser.
If you say this is an error,
I’ll do it again,
I never controlled it before,
What do you seek to attain?
Being left-handed is no imperfection,
Its not the murderers bad hand,
Its not the devils fork holder,
Its no evidence of being voodoo.
If this is a flaw, then I wouldn’t change,
Its what the universe has maimed me with,
And since the winds of the world agreed,
I pledge to walk by this creed.
If I have the steering to reverse,
This so called curse,
You’ll be amazed at my turn
First, to the right, to make you sigh,
Then left left I’d return
This mistake is not like choosing bad food,
Or making a bad decision,
Its not like walking into the wrong pool,
Without reading the inscription.
Its the earths design, the universe’ doing,
Its the hand God has assigned
To do all my bidding,
And if you insist that its an error,
I would gladly do it again.

Lardo