Dance ‘til the End of Time

You be wood & I’ll be fire
and the flame forever burn brightly
Can there be no end to dispute…
Comes hell or high water to contain me
the end results are the same
death with honor, without blame
for therein lies the answer:
There is no escaping the reaper

My act is highly polished
despite the bats in the belfry…
I’ve practiced respectability
and honed my skills many times over
facing up to the challenges set before me…
We must smoke the peace pipe as brothers
to overcome fear of one another
and reap the pleasures of friendship

Author: Emma Beane

"My history is still one of those mysteries I struggle with every day..." - [ebeane] ... All original works Copyright Emma Beane

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