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On the Brink
On the Brink Many do reach this point, Death’s an option . . . Not the only one though, As illusion is here too . . . Just wondering what this is all about: Life, Death, Heaven, Hell, Glory, Sorrow? Half-Empty . . . Half-Full . . . And . . . Leprechauns with Big Buckets of Gold. Seeking God’s solace, Whilst finding Lucifer’s smirk and smile. One’s soul— The sticking point always, And tonight is the night of The Full Moon. Why should I be surprised? Maybe the Moon might know? Looks like everyone knows anyway . . . Looks like everyone is onboard with this event. The Cat’s got your tongue? Ah . . . now you’re not so sure are you? They do say that blood drips and flows, And that it dries cake-hard over time. You can’t really explain and justify this one: The blood, the stench, and death are too much. A plea and fervent prayer are the truest options, And remember that God is waiting and watching. The bright-white, full moon no longer speaks . . . And now . . . neither do you . . . but God understands. Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved November 12, 2020 (Lyric)
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