Without Doubt
if one could only learn not to care,
To be utterly indifferent storm or fair and daggers of eyes staring mirror view of head.
And to say there's always pain
With the joy, we can crumble than complain,
For the sunshine draws the rain.
Everywhere brings busy streets to bleak
of a ghost town always seemed to be Mondays of the new week. one could only learn not to believe
To be absolutely courageous, never false or show real means to be two faced.
And to let the world go by,
With a laugh to cap its sigh head staying high above the clouds,
With a jest to meet its lies, behind
Cold as steel. Is path we don't want cross to darkness curse of being at devils feet below. that will bring a battle of good and evil I know. we can overcome and beat trust in the lord he never give on us I truly believe.
Copyright © Richard Pearce | Year Posted 2022
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