By Ian Bowden
i have never tested well, and early i did find
that all my smart friends went to learn and i was left behind
to luther'n school i was enrolled with fellow kids in christ
hard work each day with memory hid therein a price
unwittingly i sold my soul for knowledge and for skill
to get it back i found in time that i would have to kill
not to murder mortal men nor slay a beast in kind
yet dare lay waste to inner self and nevermore be blind
a new mindset within this flesh, a ghost within the shell
but never can i shake the fear, ingrained in me, of Hell
Sunday, June 21, 2009
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