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FINAL EXIT The eventual lot that happens to the common and the poor Is the conclusion of the famous and wealthy just the same For beyond the basic necessities of comfort to survive We in truth feel no better no matter how much it is we gain And though our record is one of war and rumor of war It makes no common sense to continue along this same path Whether we believe God or science or not much of either All evidence of history clearly states our souls need a bath We can swear within our head that we can help ourselves And that for our spec of a planet there could be no savior But no matter how careful and often our educator’s twist a lie They can’t seem to find much of a cure for our bad behavior In between the sunrise and sunset of life’s brief breath We daily choose to help or to hurt our fellow man And though it is probable we won’t solve every dilemma It is also true we must strive to do what we can There’s a warning coming down from the Father of lights With whom there is no variance or shadow of turning Win or lose we all must choose who it is we will serve For waiting is a heaven of paradise and hell fires burning 
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