There is No End
By 
Phillip Hennessy
 I'm crying, Tears of Happiness 
I'm trying, to Be my Best 
the Best of Me, is yet, to Be 
the Rest of Me, can wait, and see 
Tho, Who will See, 
when I am gone ? 
and all that's left 
is this old Song 
All you can Hear, 
and All you hold Dear 
is passing you by, 
when you say Goodbye 
It's never Goodbye, 
it's Always Hello 
Are ya Goin..?.. 
Hell, No 
Everything changes, 
What's Less, is More 
Forever a Challenge, 
it's never a Chore. 
the prophets of Doom, 
will Kill you, 
though you won't Know 
till you Face Them 
yes Them, 
there's more than One of them 
we're not One, we're Many, 
Pick, or Choose, take Any 
One you Like, 
and some, you Hate 
and all you Know, 
is learned too Late 
Or, is it all, 
in Preparation 
for someone's call, 
or Incarnation 
You won't know what Help is, 
till you really Need it, 
and there's None, to Give 
and No-one left, to Recieve it 
Thay are all dead, 
and gone away 
all in your Head 
and out of your Way 
There is no End, 
just new beginings, 
don't go with the Trend 
just keep singing 
For, it's not for You, to learn the Words, 
it's for You, to write your Own 
You'll learn Nothing, 
from a Book, 
and whole Lifetime, 
from one single Look 
a single glance, will tell you 
all there is to Know 
we sing of Romace, 
though it's sadness, we Dance, 
when our Heart's on show 
and when the show is over, 
the dancing, is all done.. 
You're the Last one standing 
everyone's gone Home 
That's where their Heart is, 
it isn't Here, 
Home is where your Heart bleeds to be, 
Home, is where your Need will Be. 
©2016  Phillip Hennessy
 
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