Did you ever have one of those mornings when you know what’s going to happen before it happens. No matter what you change the outcome is the same.
Im going to die today. It’d been coming for a while now and the dreams they all end the same. The things that matter don’t seem to matter anymore. In death all we can take are memories and the good memories far out weight the bad ones.
In this life I’ve done a majority of good things and they far out weigh the bad. On the scale they weren’t very bad things. They were circumstantial. A man should not be judged of circumstances. Life happens things in life happens so we don’t have a choice.
When I say I will die today we die everyday and awaken someone new. A little older a little wiser a little different from yesterday or the day before. In sense we die every day.
The Other Side of Philly 