Page Me Out An ElegyA Poem by JC PireToday I'm a cynic of your cause I won't bring poison to your jaws Just as I hope you won't with mine With that turned round and laced my wine I wish I could ride the bus for longer In the holy name, I wish I was stronger For what he curses, he curses mine I hope you mature and age in time You just found you were bound in sin You like Jesus but don't believe in him And finally you now awaken To see the things you could've taken Now I know that feeling true That I haven't any feeling for you Grumble, you grumble for no real truth You're conflicted in old age and youth There's an old soul there between the skin This is a young man's world you're living in Page me out an elegy I have done the same for thee It's one line long and ends begin If god chose you, he chose a king I just need closure to whether I cross I've come so far without any loss To lose what you need is parcel of But sometimes it's worth for what you love You're always bruised, but never bloodied So sit back, move on and never worry You've gotta fast car and I got this bus They both fulfill the life in us I'm coming out my home for good One year later than I ever should It's ten minutes into the hour I can feel the atmosphere getting sour Abraham, you're as wise as wood But you're a fool to keep a life withstood C'mon boy, you should know by now You're never a man if you pull the plough C'mon boy, you should know by now You're never a man if you pull the plough © 2010 JC Pire |
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