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Just for fun.
Don’t be on the dark road when the storm’s coming
Don’t be on that night path with evil and you alone
Don’t be on that road in that cold mid-night
You may not make it home.
There is a reason we stay in - shuttered up tight
Your mind can’t handle - what walks in the night
In the wild places - there are fears you’ve never known
Shadows here to reap - the harvest you have sewn
You have heard the stories - of people just like you
Believing there is no consequence - for what they do
When it’s your time - when your reason is all but gone
It hides in the shadows – waiting there all night long
Red eyes glare from your closet
And there’s noises under your bed
Scratching on your window pane
That feeling of dread
It’s waiting on that midnight road
To take your soul away
It has a job to do you know
Now would be a good time to pray
You know there is a season - when shadows reap
Maybe you’ve decided to change your selfish ways
Maybe your name isn’t in that dire book
And those shadows on the dark road will pass away.
Perhaps it still waits on that dark road
For secret sins you neglected to atone
It has a job to do you know
To collect souls black as Sheol's stone
Now would be a good time to pray
A good time any sane person would say
If you’ve never done that before
Now would be a good time to pray.
ken lehnig(c)2012
http://kenlehnig.com
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Why is doing what you love the hardest thing to do? Is it because failing what you thought defined you would be too devastating a thing from which to recover? If so, we stay where mere accident has left us.
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