Begone

Every so often he calls my name 
Can you hear me, he says 
Look at you, you fool 
You are not worthy of life 
You are a disgrace, boy 
The way you talk to others so sweetly 
The way that you walk...
With that permanent smile... 
On that sorry looking face of yours 
The things that you say and do 
Who are you, some kind of god...he says 
How dare you welcome them into a life so dull and flavorless 
Step aside boy, he says 
I will take them with me 
I will take them to a place that will forever warm their hearts 
Forever...till eternity 
To hell 
Begone, you imp, I say to him
Begone, you flaming fool 
You see...
your voice isn't the only one that calls my name 
Look up, do you see him...I say 
It is his voice that I hear over yours each day
So begone, leave...you are not welcome inside my head
Begone, you poisonous parrot 
Begone 


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Sponsor- Maureen McGreavy
1-19-2019

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