Shouldered pangs along life’s journey traveled
Why does this heart of mine to and fro sway?
Tumbled heart emptied here and there graveled
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I can hear this lonely whispering voice
Darkness creeping in from sun-torn shadows
Sunset fading along time’s mantelpiece
Through my weary soul this echoed voice flows
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Daily straddling the fence of life, I war
And tears flow, for I shall not surrender
Fury of hell, bottomless pit’s teeth gnaw
Standing hand in hand, brother and sister
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Making it through, life is for us to keep
Though short or long, it’s not for us to sleep
by Daniel K Wentzel | Poem Number: 3986, Nov 4, 1997
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