I will get up again ❤️

Before our good Lord up above sends his Angels to call

My body may well be bruised black and blue

But my fire in my heart and soul shall see me through

So do not pity me at all as I lie upon my bed

My bones have split in two with a gash on my head

Yet my spirit isn’t shattered, I will heal very soon

Where I will whistle as I walk by the light of that moon

And if deja vu decides to come my way