Drive On
Blustery winds tear at my soul their fingers icy cold,I feel the pangs of the taxmans wrath to keep me in his hold.
Fight on I must though the state takes half...I must persevere to take care of those I Love. Scoling images in my mind...the torture we must endure if we fail is a price I cannot fathom...drive on through the burning pains! I cannot, will not let them down. My family is my driving force. Their lives are in my trust. In Gods will I must push on... til the bare and bitter end. Only then will we shine in glory and the rewards of the father. Drive on.
AMEN
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