Sunday, November 17, 2002

Godsology

I’ve never seen so much rain
This year has passed me by

Oh, so much rain in this distant life
Does nothing for me but cause strife

Declining down from the sky above
The hope in falling is so real

Drops of water flood out my sight
I stay steadfast and continue with might

I have so many things to do
But, I choose to write instead

Not much comes at me more than this
The temptation to live in ignorant bliss

Enmity is my only foe
The ambiguous ones who act like friends

I’ve been told days go by; everyone anew
Casualties in circumstance is what I have due

I take heed to the warnings of my prior notice
Rest in peace of what I know; until the end this age

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