Because I will be happy

by broken reflection   Aug 13, 2006


I take my hands,
Lift them above me head,
And promise god that before I am dead,
That I'll do everything I have planned.

I shall free all animals from suffering
I shall stop all the killing,
I shall bring myself to go out at night,
I shall command myself not to do anything with a knife.

I will cross all the lands,
I will take a stand,
I will make the politics fall to their knees,
I will make them plead.

I promise to forgive,
I promise to love,
I promise to believe in the heavens above,
I promise, to the full extent, to live.

Once I've finished my list,
I will not resist...
My will to die...
You know why...?

Because I would have made myself happy!

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