Final Breath
never followed a course
my life could have been worse
received sarcastic jabs
and rode plenty of cabs
called many names
and played some games
when all is said and done
and my life's almost gone
judge my actions
no distractions
my heart was always pure
though my faith wasn't sure
evil and good
my neighborhood
What's waiting after death?
I won't fear final breath
Copyright © Robert Heemstra | Year Posted 2015
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