Change - October 1, 2001

(c) October 1, 2001

Bars have changed me
there's no doubt
no need to rule
direct or shout

No power left
in my two hands
to move my world
as I command

God is king
I must now say
these men with clubs
will dread his day

My bodies dead
in mournful sleep
but spirit's strong
no longer weak

Yes bars will change
a man with dreams
and fill his nights
with fitful grief

In the end
the judge will bow
to higher wisdom
with sweat wet brow

But God is fair
if he's done well
He won't spend
his time in hell

by Ricky D. McKean

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