Comments about Jeff Murray
Yes, that which I seek is near...
The days seem so long,
The nights too cold to bear.
Do I still need to be stong?
Perchance I shall leave this place,
So this troubled journey might end.
To save society the disgrace,
From viewing this dirty and worn face!
Can this old soul be taught to mend...?
I hope so, because,
There is little time left.