Life’s Story

A day late and a dollar short
It’s ever repeating
A loss for the witty retort
Stand down and take the beating

But if you had your gun
Which way would you shoot?
A little fun pointed at the sun
A symphony of bullets plays like a flute

But if you struck your match
Would you watch the little ember grow?
With no one on which to latch
Take a deep breath before you decide to blow

But if you dealt the last hit
Would you watch their life drain away?
So fed up and tired of the bullshit
Take another step back from the decay

As the world goes to hell
The same shit, different day will unfold
Try to hang on but you can’t unring the bell
The truth is out and the story has been told


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