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Time And Mortality

Time hasn't always been kind but time has always been fair
      The joys are forever....and the dark days we bear

I don't need any more apples, take away these grapes.
Please!!! come pump my stomach before it's too late.
The wine was pure and the pie was thick,
but too much sweets have made us sick.
And though the wine taste sweeter than the honey springs
and the pie appears lighter than an angel's wing,
  the power of their riches we can't kick.
So celestial beings cry because man's sold for a dime,
   It defines mortality....limits our time.
And if we mortals refuse to forsake the wine and pie
        we'll surely rot away before we die.

copyrights 2007
Robert Anthony James

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