Precious Is a Life
They that kill so wantonly;
callous conveyers of death.
Love of money
above all else.'
But human lives
have human dreams-
Have human plans
Have human goals
Human's love,
caress another's lips;
clasp a lover's hand.
seek out the stars
on cloudless nights
If only you would ruminate
another's precious fate
perhaps you'd count the cost.
either way,
as fire lifts up stubble,
you'll pay on judgment day.
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