In the circle of life
there are always changes,
the budding on the trees in spring time shows the world rebirth.
The leaves of summer
so full of vibrant color
and life shows the world
its true self in
its natural slendor.
The dark and falling colors
of the leaves mark
the passage of time,
the changes of fall.
The bareness of trees
has shown the completetion
of life in the winter.
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want to kill my ex.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures when I want to shine my gun;
He leadeth me beside the still waters while I plot and plan .
He restoreth my soul for a renewed fight;
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for I pray for his demise.
Yea, though I walk through his home,
I will fear no evil nor my ex:
for thou art with me and my gun;
Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me as I slide the bullets in.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies as I sight him in.
Thou anointest my head with oil when I take aim;
my cup runneth over as does his blood.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life.
And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever and he will burn in hell.
anonymous