Now I have trod a thousand miles and cried a million tears
I’ve lived a life of much regret that’s filled with foolish fears
And wondered why the world is sad and so misunderstood
That sometimes in the long run we can’t tell the bad from good
Our God is in His heaven, He’s awaiting each one’s choice
What will it be we have chosen to exercise our voice ?
WRITTEN WHILE UNDERGOING CHEMO AT SLOANE KETTERING THIS AM