Wishful Thinking

When wishful thinking meets its end

In cold hard facts, as is its trend

Half hearted ships will always sink

One can't fend off true thirst with drips

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Real hunger won't be fed with crumbs

We cannot send empty away

A warning: don't ignore the drums

Intention can't delay the day

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That debts come due and death does knock

No ignorance will save you when

It's your neck on the chopping block

No numbness can protect you then

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Your pound of flesh cannot be bought

Or bartered for by other means

Pain is the cost of what you sought

Now stand back as his house he cleans