Let This Be Poem by Bobby Butterfield

I look behind me
and see the trail of misery
the thread is on its last strand
my mind is on its last stand
later in life you will learn
that mankind will turn
and the gods will burn
so let this be
just wait and see
soon my soul wll brea free
cross my heart
hope not to die
so let this be
seeking death...
leave me be...
take your last breath...
can this be?
he tried
he lied
he did not succeed
his heart kept on bleading
his desire
rising fire
so let this be
for gods desire
can this be?
for mankinds desire
so...let...this...be