Good morning sir,
my name is Don,
Please were am I?
Good morning Don,
My name is Shawn,
welcome to the slaughter house,
Also known as life,
In here you stand in line,
you don't smile,
feel free to cry
you must learn how to fight,
trust me your gonna have scares,
you suffer and smile,
we put you in fire but you don't shout,
we criticized you but you dare not talk back,
we promise to break you down.
once your get in here there is no going back,
you stand in line to be butchered by the man,
the man on black,
wearing an apron and a hat,
Holding a knife in his hand,
In here you live and you die,
we promise to give you a chance,
But you won't know when it's time,
so I suggest you deal with pain and hurt inside,
try and put on a smile,
make your time in the line worthwhile.
when it's your turn tell the butcher you had a wonderful time in the line,
Tell him your stories and facts,
Tell him about your sorrowful days and nights,
Then place your head on the knife,
close your eyes,
say your final prayer before you die.
This is the slaughter house,
so please Don join the line.
Don: I'm scared sir
Don't be,
I'm also on the line waiting to be butchered.
©deryl
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