Just something I wrote on the bus when I got bored.
The past is but a memory
The future isn't set in stone
The present may be just a dream
Will I face adversity alone?
We live in a world of shadows
We do hasten to agree
We never chance to think it out
And draw our wisdom from thee:
'The die is cast, we can't turn heels
I have made my desicion, men!
Indeed, we'll cross the Rubicon
Wander into the unknown glen!'
Why I write this, I do not know
I cannot decide or forget
I have sinned; Satan owns my soul
Again, I have lost my bet
Though, oddly, I glow through and through
I am glad that I took this path
I am blessed with an angel's grace
I can aviod the Devil's wrath