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Darrell Bechtler Poem
Driving down the highway,
watching the world go by.
Seeing things my way.
trying to touch the sky!
No room for compromising,
let the new day begin!
I see a red sun rising,
no time for giving in!
Red sun rising,rising, over me,
breaking the night burning so bright!
Showing where I want to be, < chorus
Red sun rising, rising over me,
shining the light making it right!
Setting my ambitions free!
Red sun ball of desire,
reflecting off my eyes.
Inferno king scorching sire,
Making temperatures rise!
Take me higher and higher,
to where there's no return!
Man my heart's on fire!
Baby watch me burn!!
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Night is for sleepers
letting life go by.
Day is for reapers,
children of the sky!!
No more senseless sorrows,on the highway ahead!
the promise of tomorrow's sun rising, rising red!!
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There's a better day destiny's at my door,
And it's going to stay with me forever more!
You know,it's so surprising sadness can be shed,
I see a red sun rising sun rising, rising red!
By Darrell Bechtler (c) 1999
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Darrell Bechtler Poem
Here I am in the place of my fitting,
tracing this life I'LL soon be quitting!
Dwelling in a world truly of hell,
with feelings so blue one couldn't tell!
So be it right or be it wrong,
I sing tonight my saddest song,
of this world I don't belong,
Love so weak hate so strong!
The hour draws near to my final breath,
I look and smile at the face of death!
But if I die what will be?
another hell eternally upon me!!?
By Darrell Bechtler (C) 2016
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Darrell Bechtler Poem
' Stalker '
Neon lights reveal his face not his evil heart,
hater of the human race,slashing your world apart!
Seeking whom he may devour, a vexed and vicious man!
Killing percentage by the hour,pictures of perverted plans.
Don't let him win,he is the walker,
It's a bloody sin to be the stalker!
Strolling down a lighted street are you really safe?
the man you sometimes meet may have another face!
Now that you have given in to a smooth talker,
isn't it a bloody sin you just met the stalker!!
Don't let him win,he is the walker,
it's a bloody sin to be the stalker!
Twenty years have come and gone he stalks no more,
remember when you are alone better lock the door.
Nothing new under the sun in each living day,
there may be another coming by your way!
Don't let him win,he is the walker,
it's a bloody sin to be the stalker!
By Darrell Bechtler (c) 1999
Copyright © Darrell Bechtler | Year Posted 2016
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