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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Out In The Cold Dark-Lit Street Slow Trembling Raindrops, Part Two And with the poor lost soul's death nobody cared evil world laughed, death and punishment shared I his sympathetic best friend, so much more knew Fate had shared of his destiny and a clue That but for he this tragedy wouldst befall you You may have just one chance to avoid your just due Telling me one wickedly dark night, how he dies On a snowy street nobody hears his last cries Then warning me, do not let your anger you rule For that and drunkenness is the mark of a fool Such said from a dark corner in a haunted house As I in shock became like a frightened mouse! Dare you ask, why did you not try to your friend save Instead, path you chose, let him meet an early grave Plead I, Fate had warned you best not interfere For if you do that, you both then die, is that clear I pondered was there a way to deny Fate But fear overtook, I surmised, 'tis his date Must delay mine long as I can possible do This judgement was called to be right, what say you Should man with arrogance defy another's Fate Attempt to save him, help keep him from that last gate Nay, one must be prudent, one must be truly wise Fate and Death dear friends, they come in many a guise. Now as years have flown, I watch the street late at night Battle I plan, I'll not give up without a fight Fate no longer speaks, unless I hear its dark growl And death comes closer, I smell its odor most foul….. Robert J. Lindley, 12-18-2021 Dark, Sad Narrative Tribute to:: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WgPW_eoVp4M "" She Talks To Angels ""
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