LAME EXCUSES
The call came last night,
It came once before.
I kept on with playing the taunt
With those up there above.
They know my childplay,
They went through this before.
No one wants to leave the earth
Though critics of life from all.
All well to accept it
As natural as can be.
All have to take the flight
To settle eternally.
Life in another life
Is living like a bee.
Perpetual, no appraisal
Are what it seems to be.
You calling me, wait, let me bow.
I'm just leaving this world, I'm coming now.
It looked as though it seemed to me
I need to think if I left something.
No one answers to who I call
Yet, I'm not letting go off this wall.
S. A. Marshal
28 December 2020
Feb 22, 2021
Feb 22, 2021 at 10:10 PM UTC
LAME EXCUSES
The call came last night,
It came once before.
I kept on with playing the taunt
With those up there above.
They know my childplay,
They went through this before.
No one wants to leave the earth
Though critics of life from all.
All well to accept it
As natural as can be.
All have to take the flight
To settle eternally.
Life in another life
Is living like a bee.
Perpetual, no appraisal
Are what it seems to be.
You calling me, wait, let me bow.
I'm just leaving this world, I'm coming now.
It looked as though it seemed to me
I need to think if I left something.
No one answers to who I call
Yet, I'm not letting go off this wall.
S. A. Marshal
28 December 2020
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