Me
Upon this world I lay my claim; I place my stake and my name. All that come, then shall see, my claim to be, just simple me. My word,... my bond,... one in the same, there is never a doubt, that is just my way. I try and seek out the good in all mankind; to free my soul of day's gone by. Then, still it's not enough, to trade a life sentence, for a way...to live a life and right my wrongs, paying the price as time goes on. By example not definition, to lend the hand, to take up the slack, to stick out my neck,...and get stabbed in the back.
BY MICHAEL COBURN
