Climbing On

Climbing On... (Apropos A Family Affair) Though it took time to find out I now know that without a doubt, You really don’t need me as I had hoped; You strung me out smoother than any dope. Yes, I’m hurt and depressed; But will get over it like all the rest. Indeed I accept that God knows what’s best. Yes, you played me and did it well; I bought your game— Only myself to blame; Yet on the pain, I shall longer dwell Nor wallow in pitiful shame. Yes, life has been a rough and rugged stairway; Yet, like Jacob, I continue to climb each and every day.