My Days Are Counted Down

 I said that I would follow you..

I said that I would stay..

I said that I would never leave..

But I failed to stop and pray.


One day while I was walking..

I felt the urge to run..

I never thought to question why..

Because I heard a gun.


You took me from the valley..

You taught me how to climb.

You told me how I had to go..

To places I would come to know.


From being dead, to life divine..

You gave me hope, you gave me wine.

To set a course, where angels rise..

That I may see, through all disguise.


However much, I come to know..

However much you teach.

I know my days are counted down..

And there are souls to reach.



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