Not Last Chance Like 0 Twitter Doug Blair Follow Aug. 6, 2016, 7:37 a.m. in Religion Views: 616 Like us on facebook Last chance And again stuff in your drawer Cardboard box and talks And sadly out the door. Seemed right Many Friday nights Part of the fun Dismiss the shame. But doors are closed Drugs by your name. You curse the sky And wonder why I seem so far. Once teenage pain A home insane Made what you are. But too uncool That I should rule Your thoughts and ways. Child I was there And full of care Those furtive days. I still arrive In sunrise hues With new and free. A Father true And courting you Come close to me. https://issuudotcomslashdewane.wordpress.com/2016/07/31/abel-yet-speaketh/ Share Mail Messenger Twitter Pinterest Linkedin Comments Related Article Religion Buried Treasure: Do Gospel tracts really work? Religion A new day to live!! Religion Shabbat Shalom!