Can we see a seventy-something
Who strangely now has nothing
There's a difference one can see
Between the man and his decree

In the little time before his death
Before he takes that final breath
I'd like to see him find some peace
Before his chains to earth release

He so needs the great divide
Trails along a mountainside
Above the clouds and taking in
All the grandour that's therein

I wish he would partake
In the beauty of a mountain lake
And stay so long without a care
Between the pines and mountain air

I'd like to see him run through grass
Barefoot 'til his cares he'll pass
And in a sunset find real peace
As all his burdens finally cease

Please save your applause until the end
The gun rights people have done it again
I heard 8 died yesterday
Please support your NRA

Why did the police have to go get him?
Why didn't the bystanders' guns open fire?
'Course then the number could be higher
Ain't that the NRA algorithm?

How could this make anyone sick?
So "the militia" didn't interdict?
If guns don't ****, but people do
Why do they want their guns then too?

I sat beside him at Good Will
His face was nearly always red
He tried with every ounce but still
His service somehow anger bred

He didn't earn a rightful wage
His return was mostly rage
The very most that most could say
Was he was there most every day

He seemed to have a dismal plight
But I could see beyond his pain
How he fought an Apostle's fight
Each day to do it all again

I saw him on the bus one day
He was with friend who seemed a fan
I thought what some might never say
That he was one great Man

A cold wind in time's corridor
Blew throughout my life before
Then an Angel brought to me
A warmth I thought I'd never see

You've been more than just a friend
Angel of my best Amen
When I shouldered every care
Without you, I might not be here

The kindness of my Angel gleams
My hope of hopes; my dream of dreams
How I love you dearest friend
My love for you will never end

There was a time before
And there was a time later on
That melted this nation's core
With now 5 people gone

You destroyed your stand
Now you have a ****** hand
Do you now need more
Innocent blood to pour?

You are murders today
How many more must die?
Why do innocents have to pay
And loved ones have to cry?

A young Luke Skywalker once was here
Now he takes his father's sword
He's gone to dark-side overlord
Now he deals in hate and fear

"While There is Still Time"

There is a certain path in life
Which one should just ignore
For in the end is surely strife
And bears a false allure

The natural state is human sweat
The natural way is to procure
Of this there is no secret kept
Real people must endure

The slippery ***** draws us in
Bad ways in time the more
It gets much harder to break with sin
And a soul that's soft inure

This world's riches one could drain
And live forever in perfect health
But that treasure would less obtain
Than one who conquers just one's self

Didn't they tell you, my friend
A worse 9/11 just happened
From Wednesday into 1:30 AM
36 hundred lives at end

You knew a quarter million died
That was not so long ago
Add 50 thousand to that slide
Lost to COVID's undertow

Over 113 thousand too
Might need the call of "Doctor Blue!"
Hospitalized with more to come
Don't add to that gigantic sum

Friend we need to comprehend
We're in a war without much refuge
By next Christmas this may end
Don't add others to this deluge