The Other Side
Along the jotted line I wrote
About my life repast unquote
Too small the pencil called to me
I cannot hear, I cannot see
What door or road did you travel by?
tempted to journey to the other side?
Forsaking Mary and the Saints
Depart from grace fall deep descent?
O voice of pen stay quiet, still
No stark ascent no upward hill
no longer hear the words you write
No longer tell me what is right
As days of old in Reformation
I now claim my self-determination
My Catholic heart so true inside
Now journeys to the other side
Hope in call is service sent
To love this world with self intent
Brave justice courage truth alive
Have always dwelled on the other side
No longer Church will I align
Instead of state I will deny
From only here from one on in
I answer only to the King
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