All Souls--Dear God Letters
As the winds of sands fly
Buffeting the ages of time
One worries of sins past
Stepping slowly into the cast
Caring more the soul
Of demons grating glance
One worries of sins past
Listens more closely to the Mass
Once was no troubles alluring
Goings here and there
Celebrating this and that
Drinking in all that fat
Sands wind burned faces
Now disturbing things lost
Life lessons learned hard and fast
Sins are like sands wind enact
Words in absolution listening
A priest's lips speaking
Of Him Holy in knowledge knowing
Join then together of saints seeking
Grace souls filling
Him crucified giving
Over evil coming
Deliverance now being