Beating Rain
 
 1/1/98 12:52 pm
 Charles Dum
 
 As the rain falls it pats 
 Against the window.
 Shall it break through?
 Who knows!
 
 We shall all wait in here
 For eternity to pass us by,
 And we shall not know the joys
 Of life until we die.
 
 The rain beats harder now,
 And I think it shall break,
 The pane of glass before me
 But move to board it up shall I make?
 
 Prove: This life is worth living.
 Prove: For this my life's worth giving.
 
 What is this you ask?
 This that for it my life I'll give?
 Myself, my knowlege, my experience.
 For that my life I'll relive.
 
 What will you do,
 What will you recieve?
 Will what I've worked for
 Fade away when I leave?
 
 I hope to high heaven,
 I hope to low hell,
 That as I leave-
 Ringing will be more than one bell.