"Where, O death, is your victory?
Where, O death, is your sting?"
-1 Corinthians 15:55
Where is your sting as you wait for me in wing
Peaceful with nature and going your course
Yet quiet you buzz and shake life, some afraid of your pain
Others accept with grace that you will pass yet again.
Would you test fate? Would you go for your cause, the World?
I have never been afflicted by your torment.
I do rest in your ways which know governance
One could not argue with the other
This is why your sting is incorruptible.
Christopher Baird 2011 ©
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