A promise makes you feel so good,
You think youíre doing what you should.
So noble, unselfish, honest and true,
We give our word, and credit the Do.
We work so hard, the days so long,
So much to do, all goes wrong.
The Do comes due in the midst of it all,
We just canít do it, the Do gets the stall.
The receiver of the promise is hurt to the core,
He relied on our word, which is no more.
Time stands still, words seem to fly,
And hidden tears fall with a cry.
Our broken vow has caused a fray
A friend is hurt, how shall I pray?
Lord send him help, to help this day,
Please let him know I meant to stay.
I feel so bad, he is my friend,
But I have duties I must attend.
The Lord replies with a tearful sigh,
ďIíve sent him help, I heard his cry.
ďHe is your friend and you let him down,
The price of the friendship came around.
I know what itís like, when a promise comes due,
I gave my life for even you.Ē
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