Echoes Of The Past And Future
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Echoes of the Past and Future

 

I was never Cathy's big clown,
Even though I usually do frown.
I won't sit on the dock of the bay,
I couldn't afford the price anyway.
I won't laugh until I should die.
Maybe instead  I will just cry.
It's not really that funny to me,
Nor for you once you can see.
We are on the eve of destruction.
Remember we had that implicit instruction.
Back in the sixties that was the gloom.
Forty years later we have that same doom.
Is that so bad or is it okay?
We can only change each new today.
Yesterday's gone too late to amend.
Tomorrow's the future on which we depend.
What should we do? Where shall we turn?
Where is the answer? Have we not learned?
Man has tried to govern the throng,
But each new government does it all wrong.
Two world wars later,it's still the same.
The good are all faultless,the bad are to blame.
Pointing fingers don' t change a thing,
Another conflict is all that will bring.

The League of Nations United or not,
Have done the same and that's not a lot.
Those wars started with pre and post pacts,
Each time peace never to be tracked.
Take a look at what I have said.
Man has tried too many are dead.
Is there someone who know's what to do?
Can you tell me do you know who?
Man can do nothing except make a mess.
Where can we go? Do you have a guess?
How about our God,who created us all?
Give Him your faith, He won't let you fall.
I don't think that's so out of line.
After all this life's not so fine.
Believe in God and Jesus His Son.
Eternal life is what He has won.
So listen close,turn your deaf ear.
Listen to these things that you should hear.
Scoff if you want but God is your friend.
On Him you can count in this time of the end.
How many men will there be too?
Too many to  count or just a few?
Only God who knows all too well,
How large the numbers and how they may swell. 

 

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