The Grim Reaper and my eyes
The Grim Reaper always makes
My eyes glint like steel
You can tell who's been workin
You can tell who's been real
Tell whose been telling the truth
And is honest about how they feel
There’s something in their gait
There’s something in their ways
Something in their smallest movements
That shows they’ve made it through
Some hard days
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May we find some mercy and compassion
Some room in our hearts if we can
For the struggle in all our lives
For the soul of our fellow woman and man
One has to want to be free
To be unchained from the lies and deceit
One has to not wish to twist the truth
To be able to rise above fear of defeat
Yes
Definitely willfully effort to survive
Strive to do well while on this earth
But it is not in the trappings
Of small accolades
That gives our basic humanity
It’s real worth
Neils
9:50 am
04/03/2009
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10:53 am
04/03/2009
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