Poetry

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Written 1-3-06

Since it’s only time; life without rhyme;
I can help myself, a prince o’ my time;
Stopping this destruction; stop on a dime;
I can help myself, a prince o’ my time;

But my own reason; sense for a season,
What I knew best left me depressed;
Wholly undefined, my heart’s so unkind;
What I knew best left me depressed;

Court Jester o’ Time, like all o’ my kind;
To wander for a hope that I can find;
Suddenly so blind, wandering in time,
To wander for a hope that I can find;

Bloody loss; truly I’m lost;
I couldn’t help myself, to save my life;
Tragic cost, up on the cross;
I couldn’t help myself, to save my life;

Only so much time; this life cannot rhyme;
I need a help outside my life;
Stopping self-destruction; means stopping dime;
I need a help outside my life.



"There is a way that seems right to a man, But its end is the way of death."
--Proverbs 16:25 (NKJV)

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