The Good Fight


Once I called to God
And held His close
I believed in His Son
And received His Holy Ghost

But my night grew longer
And brought no relief
Happiness and joy eluded me
And my misfortune remained a thief

Yet those of those of the dark
Found prosperity and grace
They grew in stature in success
While looking Hell in the face


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