Treasure Island

Francis Duggan


A Story To Tell


For many so many life is Earthly hell
But everyone does have a story to tell
Of their life journeys and of their dreams of fame
And any two stories not exactly the same
But many their life stories will never be told
And in their mid forties they look rather old
Their hard struggles in life on them start to show
Though to their sixtieth birthday still some way to go
It is a rat race in the big World out there
Where thousands grow poorer for every new millionaire
But old father time does take care of all
And to the scythe of the reaper one day we must fall
You may be wealthy and famous or know of Earthly hell
But everyone does have a story to tell.

Submitted: Tuesday, July 15, 2008

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