A BREEZE OF LACED THOUGHTS...

NEAR DEATH BLUES
-this i wrote when i was lying in the hospital bed, with just a few scratches after an encounter with a public bus-

I wrote this when I was down, lying
Coz I thought I was dying.
If God hadn’t heard me crying,
I surely must’ve been flying!
But, it was just death spying
And Lord, was he trying,
Coz he had me in shackles and tying
But the great Lord was certainly not buying.