Does Life Hang On a Tiny Tread
Does life hang on a tiny thread,
haven't many been misled?
Discouraged? One needs the courage
to achieve the impossible!
Decry fate, never fling your sword
to wound a moribund soul already bleeding;
control your irrepressible rage, doesn't healing
begin when reasoning is finally deployed?
Does life hang on a tiny thread
as the breath, our lungs exhale?
Would one prefer the silence of Haden,
over the freedom of choices, or vale
yourself as a worthless martyrdom
that is simply a deplorable word?
Has your bottle run out of rum...
realizing your sin is unforgiven?
Does life hang on a tiny thread
when one succumbs to unfounded fears,
and mutters the words of a drunk?
Cowardice and valor don't match a bit,
look deep down and see how you have sunk,
no hands can lift you out of that abyss;
never dismantle the steel armor you have wrought:
victory is not attained without bloodshed!
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