Your price 

What is your price, in this game of chess we call life? Can you be bought with a promise or sold with a lie?

Now I lay me down to sleep, I close my eyes as they seep. Sold out like all the rest, I fold my arms across my chest.
Tonight I will pray for your very soul, for God to bless you, even as it takes a toll.

Tired and weary for so many days, hurt and crushed in so many ways. Moving forward into the light, thank you Lord for for giving me night.

I must sleep, I need to find tomorrow’s light, still so tired, such a fight. Another day and another chance, to forgive someone that last glance.

Moving on – I must go, finding peace I must sow.

Wizard Wisdom 101


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