The story is true, though the names have been changed to protect the guilty. I wrote to my lawyer, “Radical change happened in my life… but, I’m still a writer… and would appreciate any help with editing that my friends may offer. It’s my plan to explain to you what has happened over the past four years.”
My lawyer responded, “DON’T DO IT. YOU HAVE BEEN FORWARNED!!!!”
In –The End
by Daniel Brouse
There are no words to say
That’ll ever be O.K.
A host of barristers will complain
Try to claim that I’m insane
They’ll say, “Put no words into play.”
That’d be A-ok
Except…
I’ve something to say
After all,
How long will I have the chance to voice my choice
How long can I stand behind my stance
How long before I meet my maker
Then,
Only to be a liar, poser or faker?
The child in me
Gives my mind an eye
And, I…
Am able to see
The child in me
Gives my mind an eye
And, I…
Am able to see
There are no words to say
No music to play
Nothing… that’ll convey…
What you’ve do to me
Let the light shine in
Into your heart
Happiness your mistress
Let the light shine on
Onto your soul
For you can’t outlast your past
In “–The End”
You’re all you were