I will not fight the sting of death when that last day calls to me. I will not run from the reaper when he points that finger my way. I’ve lived my life, I’ve rolled them bones, I’ve seen the…
Documenting the Human Experience
I will not fight the sting of death when that last day calls to me. I will not run from the reaper when he points that finger my way. I’ve lived my life, I’ve rolled them bones, I’ve seen the…