The Lancean Specificity
Remember
Not that I could not forgive
But that I would not forget
Nor be sat on more like then
Not be shat upon again
But would be what I could be
Would do better than was done
Then should anyone regret
Many when we could be one
That was then but now is when
Though I die how I should live
So you would remember me
Nor could I forget (not yet)
Not till who would should be free
You and me and everyone
We remember now as we
Rise the wiser toward the sun
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMXI
