Show Me the Way
Alarms and bed
kangaroos jumping in my head
a swift justice to the evil one
though he is not dead
sketch my face wrinkles and all
I will not fade
I will not fall
the blackest of nights
the darkness of the day
as the rivers run red
I bend my knee to pray
on mountains breeze
mighty men of old
whisper in my ear
show me the way
Copyright © David Cathey | Year Posted 2018
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