Long ago and far away
I wasn’t very nice
Did a lot of ugly things
And paid a gruesome price
Beat my chest and banged my drum
Ready for a fight
Split some heads and ate some fists
Threw my anger left and right
Tough guy tried to swing on me
I punched him in the head
He landed on the concrete
And now that man is dead
Judge called me a loser
And a menace to the town
The world would be much better
Without your type around
Banged my soul against a wall
For twenty years inside
Then one day I read a book
It woke me up inside
The man I killed and guys like me
Are trash you throw away
When we kill each other
We really make your day
The man I killed is haunting me
And waiting at the door
I honor him by loving strays
And comforting the poor
by Richard W. Bray
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