This Life Poem by philip teed

This Life



This life we lead is just a disguise of who we really are
We are not of here
Nor does everyone belong
We shall have to wait and see after we die
Where we really belong and what will happen
I am here to try to help people but not everyone wants to be helped
I respect thier wishes but I still would like it to help them
I will have to wait and see what is going to happen next in my world of the lords wishes.

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