Second Chance Poem by George Carpow

You lay in sand
Under the sun
You had a chance,
But it has gone.

You heard a voice
Soul-waking roar,
Now you've a choice - 
Look at the door!

Calm down, don't squint,
Let your eyes see.
Breath out, come in,
Get up off knee.

Recall the past
And you may glance,
Most waited guest - 
Your second chance!

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This day the sun won't roast alive,
You feel today is not to die,
You rise with eyes refilled with sense:
Thank Lord for second chance.

Hey, pinch yourself,
You ain't believe!
Take faith off shelf,
Man touched by grief.

You've lost the life
In the dreamnet
This day the knife
Frees you from debt!

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This day the shakles fall apart,
You pull out black knife from you heart,
Your dead soul-eyes reopened lids,
Thank Lord for rescue rid.

Did you give response?
Will you come along? Or not.
Did you find a course
To achive the door? Or not.
Did you understand
What your soul stands for? Or not.
Did you get off net
With this praying song? Or not.

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