Remorse

No signs of remorse
For anything they’ve done
Out for kicks
Oh heck, I am just out having a little fun

No one got hurt…that’s what they think
Just doing it to spite
Well maybe for you
But that don’t make it right

It’s not a crime
Unless you get caught
We all have our judgment day
And with a judge that can not be bought

Getting away with something on earth
Does not mean you are off scott free
You will be punished in Heaven or Hell
Where ever your place in eternity may be
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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