Free Cee An Indecent Descent
AN INDECENT DESCENT
I fear each dawning every morning
I face the fright every night
Every minute of every hour
And there is a corner in which I cower
I cower in a corner at a secret place
As I pray to God, just in case
Just in case God is real after all
And should death too soon come to call
Black turns to gray and gray to blue
As nighttime’s last gasp turned anew
Another day to damn my soul’s one need
When upon misery for me the sun and moon agreed
Fear is found at the break of day
All in the furtherance of what fades away
Then welcome to darkness by a sun’s decent
And too little time remains for me to repent
© 2012 copyright PHREEPOETREE..~free cee!~
Copyright © Jeffry Cohan | Year Posted 2012
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