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JUST A GUY

We walk separate paths in life
You walk your's I'll walk mine
Even when it is the same destination
So stop all the predictions

Just a guy walking through life
Looking for what everyone is trying to find
Just a guy walking like a man
Through the water and on the sand

Need no directions from theories or lies
Not from someone who needs a plain to fly
Got my own mind and my religion is just to be kind
No one understands that they just hide

Just a guy walking through life
Looking for the good in everyone even one holding the knife
Just a guy had so many friends
None could be found in the end  

The fall of man isn't in Gods hands
Matthew, Luke, and Paul in their letters lied to us all
But who really lives with the guilt for the fall
The losing fight for foreign lands

Just a guy walking through life
Living with his own fights
Just a guy who only looks within
Giving and never getting peace is his only friend

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2019

poetry

◄ WET CHICKEN

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