Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Someplace the waters run gentle.

Someplace the waters run gentle.
David Sheldon Nicholson
October 27, 2005

Angry foolish words,
Things we can't take back,
Too many times we act and then we think,
Someplace the waters run gentle.

He lost his job and came home drunk,
She asked a simple question,
And now she speaks no more,
Someplace the waters run gentle.

In a bar a man looks for trouble,
He is not like this most of the time,
In a cell he thinks of that young mans lost life,
Someplace the waters run gentle.

The want of money made him plant the weed,
Until someone came with a can of gas it was all so fine,
No his last memory is of pain,
Someplace the waters run gentle.

In the night one person looks to God,
On that night one person cried for help,
But the drugs did not let her hear the answer,
Someplace the waters run gentle.

Voices no one else can hear,
Telling the boy to fight,
With a knife in hand he lays dead before a saddened cop,
Someplace the waters run gentle.

A search for light leads one to peace,
One person reads the words of truth,
Eternal salvation is the reword,
In this place the waters run gentle.

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