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'' One Day You'll Be Beckoned ''
With dogged persistence,
We question our existence,
Though the answer may well make you panic,
To accept you just die you put up resistance,
To say otherwise they say is satanic.
You pray there's a God,
Who will take you abroad,
To a paradise where nobody dies,
You won't know the answer if he's a fraud?
Created by humans telling lies.
Is it down to luck,
Or does that thought suck?
Is your destiny all down to fate,
If Gods are real the trend I'll buck,
To meet him I wouldn't bother to wait.
Deities are many,
If there are any,
Who's to say which one is true,
I'd be willing to bet my very last penny,
You'll say the one that belongs to you.
The human mind,
Is too refined,
Reality to them isn't enough,
They need to know how life is defined,
To the point they are conned by a bluff.
So very adept,
Yet we cannot accept,
That life is a gift we must treasure,
In facing the facts we are totally inept,
From the unknown we seek to gain pleasure.
Who, why and where,
To yourself isn't fair,
Live for now and enjoy every second,
From human fantasies you need to beware,
To the Earth,
' One Day You'll Be Beckoned '
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`` One Day You`ll Be Beckoned ``
`` One Day You`ll Be Beckoned ``
