Hurt

Hurt, my one true friend settle me down because here I go again the favors people choked off until the end they martyred the good wits of many wise men the truth until death we shall defend ashes to ashes, dust to dust I can’t quit although they tell me I must my faith is as strong as that of a hopeless man but my heart and soul cannot disband from that of which brought me here to be a part of his plan true wisdom tastes sour to the tongue but it has saved the lives of many men old as well as young so I must part with this friend I hold so very close to me if I wish to witness peace for all eternity