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The Time Has Come To Tell the Tale
The Time Has Come to Tell the Tale… As all stories begin; a long, long time ago many years removed from now My memory recalls events from the age of two, when the bullets took the life Of a good man, an honest man, and what would this world need with that? We’re built on lies from the foundation up and there is no room for an honorable man Led by the hand we’re all parts in the play, pieces to a puzzle still unbuilt We take our pain like the victors to the grave, though our silence must be broken Unspoken words may rhyme, but will it be enough that you can read between the lines Grasp the meaning to the vagueness as it is spelled in black and white… The never-ending trauma of past events that have done far more harm than good No lesson learned, no explanation ever given, no apologies ever offered or accepted And the pain again returns to haunt me, because I know things would not be the same And what difference it all makes now is the battle I continue to fight each day Few chances given, even fewer taken, so many risks I have never run Where has loyalty ever gotten anyone, in this day and age where deeds die with the day? Held back by the inhibitions that were inbred into my way of thinking…
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