Come join the ones who say it’s over,
come join the throng, place your bet
on when with dirt they will me cover
but know this – it ain’t over yet.
Kind doctors sought to ease my end
with opiates and marijuana,
which only served to fair-portend
my morphing to a mean iguana.
Death should come with quiet graces,
a joyful sorrowing kind of mood,
but I’ll be ringed around by cartridge cases,
broken weapons, pools of blood.
Sigh, and call me temperamental,
but I don’t do ‘going gentle’.
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I KEEP IT SHORT & SIMPLE.
Why?
Almost half of American adults read below high school level. God looks at your heart, not your reading skills. Big faith can be built on simple words.
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Come join the ones who say it’s over,
come join the throng, place your bet
on when with dirt they will me cover
but know this – it ain’t over yet.
Kind doctors sought to ease my end
with opiates and marijuana,
which only served to fair-portend
my morphing to a mean iguana.
Death should come with quiet graces,
a joyful sorrowing kind of mood,
but I’ll be ringed around by cartridge cases,
broken weapons, pools of blood.
Sigh, and call me temperamental,
but I don’t do ‘going gentle’.
The good end need not be quiet. You’re not the tiptoe type, Andrew.
Indeed not! 🙂