Batt Bequeath
I'm falling and I know it.
Yet I see the one's below me.
And I say I have to help them
when no-one can say that each be.
Where the only thing in common
is a ground been pulled beneath.
Where no-one has seen the help sign
and the others batt bequeath.
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2019
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