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| Another Step Towards Sanity ©2000 Ron Kinard as this day begins anew overcast, is the sky the sun shines even though it's not seen knowing that it's there comfort like a soft blanket wrapped in it's warmth or a mothers' arms cuddling her baby with her loving ways Mother Nature is embracing her children charging into the world like a bull on a mission running headlong seeing the world around taking control and seizing the day (carpe diem) going for the gusto living for the moment living every moment is another step towards sanity Succumbing the Pits ©2000 Ron Kinard plummeting downward spiraling down falling, falling falling down out of control the future seems bleak sanity, safe harbor is all that I seek putrefying odors sulfuric demise living a lifestyle that I so despise tar pits and brimstone almost relief reaching out for sanity the help that I seek crowded conditions no place to call home seeking a refuge through eternity I roam working forever not even a break the days seem endless for Heaven sake no time for self no time to play help me make it another day temptation is pending run like the wind searching the world and seeking a friend living for justice trying to do right not giving up without a fight looking for Angels a ringing of bells succumbing the pits of eternal Hell |
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