Hope

The time had come for him to let go The time for him to give up and say no But his heart still pumped life And hope He wouldn't simply give up his rope Another man hangs steadily on the line But he is sure to let go sometime. For how long can a man hold on between heaven and hell, Wailing the same old song He held on fearfully with all his life dearly As his life played before his eyes clearly, He slipped a little and he felt the heat Heat from the sulfur and brimstone of hell's pit And he prayed for a hand to hold him up Before he could fall in a eternal nap