*** 1 Mans Confession ***

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*** 1 Mans Confession ***

by 'Rusty Bourne'

Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief,
I've been all, if I look beneath.
Rich in love - poor in wealth,
beg to differ - steal for health.
A sinner, a saviour, a tyrant, a saint,
It's a grim picture I begin to paint.
I've righted, I've wronged, I've caught, and not saved
I've liberated, and I have enslaved
Most of all I've been a man,
I've lied, I've cheated, done the best I can.
I curse, I pray....each day I'm alive,
what is certain, I must survive .


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Copyright: Rusty Bourne, October 2003
published: www.tardemstudios.co.nz - 19th. February 2004



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