Death! Come quick
I am sick
Of the people around me
They don't care for the kin
And they sin
Knowing that they are
Death! Take me to my Lord
To the fjords
So beautiful and green
Lead me to the well
And the fruits, swell
So pure, and sweet juice
Where I'm free from sorrow
And I don't fear tomorrow
And I don't see my wishes die
Death! Come quick
I'm sick
Of the burden of this life
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Sinners and Doers #Wattys2016
PoetryA poetry book on nature's beauty and it's relation to God. But it includes pretty much everything there can be in a man's life.
