Life of Woe

Why reject the pain of life? If you never feel it, you have not lived.

Woe to the poor boy

who is blessed from above

with adoring two parents

showering down love.

 

Woe to the poor boy

who lives in good favor

his feet never stumble

his steps never waver.

 

Woe to the poor boy

who knows no defeat

he’s never been challenged

he’s never been beat.

 

Woe to the poor boy

who’s never been rejected

his unbroken heart

was always protected.

 

Woe to this poor boy

Who has never known dread

For surely he’ll soon meet

some dark days ahead. 

The End

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