Poem By Kali Boggs (Renewed Account)
I suspect it
But I shall ignore it
Tons and tons of ways people die
So will so, e of us cry?
Dangers around every corner in our life
It soon would be faster with a knife
I might have died within the hour
And all I did was cower
Would anyone care?
Would they dare?
We all seem to be angels sent from heaven above
Starting our lives with all that love
Soon to be done
Our sins weighing tons
Maybe to be born again
And thn taken back to the end
Living our dangerous lives
Even with our plentiful tries
Shall it end soon or long?
With everything it's God's true song