Washing my face each morn,
I am made aware I'm alive.
One day I will know it's not so,
That precious day is what we all await.
No doubt it may not go well for some,
As many will never wear wings.
As for I, the path is there before me,
It is I who will make the choice.
Yes the choice is up to us all,
For the path has been paved
With the words of God.
Shall we ignore His words?
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Jane