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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Everybody’s destiny is the dirt Only question is: Who’s gonna get buried first Everybody’s last trip is into the earth Only question is: Who’s gonna leave away first Each decision you make carries a lot of weight Some seem big, real important ... some seem small, of no significance But a ticket number is assigned to each one; the larger the number, the longer the days Yet, someone has to pull the short straw Fate and chance — wrong house ... wrong party ... wrong dance One wrong decision, and the Reaper with the grim look got a sickle ready to sever you from the Vine Man-made design or Divine — wrong café ... wrong table ... wrong choice of wine But the decision you made today was a close call, God’s mercy lengthened your short straw Another day given, a delayed encore to the morality play More time extension to examine your life, and change some things But somebody got a purchased ticket to get sent away Everybody’s destiny is the dirt Only question is: Who’s gonna get buried first Everybody’s final destination is six feet under the earth Only question is: Who’s gonna arrive there first Crossing the line of right and wrong never meant much to some Swerving back and forth in life like a drunk But today wasn’t a good day to drive; if you had stayed sober, you might still be alive Bad decision on your part, now there’s a widow with children crying out their heart And you over there playing them gangster games, flashing the gun, taking other people things Ill gotten gain now in your coveted possession Today you were granted your death wish obsession You ran across somebody with a bigger gun, who had an even bigger anger itch to kill someone Terrible decision you made, put your bullet-riddled body in a pauper’s grave Everybody’s destiny is the dirt Only question is: Who’s gonna get buried first Everybody’s gotta ticket paid for by their sinful deeds on this earth Only question is: Who’s gonna get their’s punched first
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