I came to you in sweetness and light,

You turned away and recoiled in fright,

You live your life in darkness - not light,

I looked on up and saw your plight.

All your life you go on searching,

While all the time you keep on hurting

You work for riches that don't endure

And all the crowds shout "encore"!

I came to give you a special gift,

Why, on why do you choose to drift?

My time with you is almost through,

It's as though I've been in a zoo.

I've got to go, I must obey,

Hurry now don't delay. By M Jordan

Cherry Tree Avenue

Farnworth

Bolton

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