Goodbye No-Man's Land
Why did I
Give all I had to a God in a can
Why did I
Take all my crap and hurl it into a fan
Why did I
Take all love and shove it away
Why did I
Worship a tin God every day
No more do I
Cast an eye in a backwards glance
No more do I
Blame all things on happenstance
No more do I
Cry crocodile tears to the caring people
No more do I
Turn my back to the always open steeple
Now I can
Face the world with my head up
Now I can
Turn away from an offered cup
Now I can
Look in the eye and offer a hand
Now I can
Turn my back to that No-Man’s Land
Copyright © Anthony Amero | Year Posted 2010
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