End Up Dead
End Up Dead
If I have done all of my math,
There is no end to God's wreath
Especially when you were wrong;
Life you led will not be for long.
Of breath, did detect a shortness
And realized I had so much to miss
When my Lord I will not let lead
Who has so many mouths to feed.
So will shut my mouth and to Lord listen;
World is great and often does glisten
But somewhere in the Bible I had read
If you live in sin sadly will end up dead.
jthorn5656@atmc.net
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2013
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