FRESH

I rebuke the way we met The way we twisted and We twine Rebuke the folly of the moment Spiritually unkind Rebuke the thunder rolling Consciously astir Rebuke the time that's slipping by Damaging what's pure I rebuke the fight and the quarrel Rebuke miseries stain Rebuke all the turmoil hiding in my veins Rebuke the ties tightening Impede the way I breath The chaos I detest/rebuke as well as the greed Rebuke the jealous whisper piercingly taint Rebuke weary ways a dirty soul invades my brain Rebuke, spirit of regret for time is never lost Rebuke my careless handling of the barter and the cost Rebuke the muzzle stifling my hand Rebuke the curse that's carried my relations with this man (Whispers a voice as I finally stand)