This is something my great uncle wrote before he died, i think it shows the strugle between doing good and doing what you have to do.
I'm gratefull it's finally over, awakened 2 find the new sun
gone is the darkness, the vale of deciet vanished
it's over and done, no more to respond to the hollowed well
where no water drips from the clay to cool not the parch
on my cracked lips and heart gone yes, its all gone away
the devil has walked from my shoulder
no when, no where and no why, he left with no trace
just the lines on my face where i read he has written goodbye
I'm gratefull it's finally over, awakened 2 find the new sun
gone is the darkness, the vale of deciet vanished
it's over and done, no more to respond to the hollowed well
where no water drips from the clay to cool not the parch
on my cracked lips and heart gone yes, its all gone away
the devil has walked from my shoulder
no when, no where and no why, he left with no trace
just the lines on my face where i read he has written goodbye
