November 8, 2017
When all the leaves have fallen To crunch beneath indifferent feet Afore winter's capturing talon Executes life's final, sad retreat In cold silence loud and sullen When kettle drums begin to beat Humbling each arrogant felon The august end in brutal defeat Wail! No immunity to dwell in Ominous! All graves loom to greet The poor, the rich, the driven All the same pointless end do meet Kiss the Son,now! Determine Sure escape by a fall at Jesus'feet!