Death before dishonour..
So I start digging 6ft under..
Under which I lay my bed a' rest in tender..
Never to be disturbed again past, this life forever..
But for the man I did pledge, one with..
Did he do the same in oath with honour..
Or sold his soul, so he did live another..
There was no point he said, said in reply..
'A dead man can not be paid a price owed..
For a man must live to be by his word..
For the pact was signed by two men alive..
And this his eyes would not meet mine again..
A dead man can not be paid a price owed'..
If I was to be told, of this before..
Told to look in the small print before..
Before I dug 6feet under, I did be sure..
Never to be the first to go, in pact signed ..
good write,,a man must
ReplyDeletelive by his word. 1sistersoul
love your blog,
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