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No, Chuck Norris Wrote it.  'Course I wrote it.

Can you see the light ahead of you, or do you see the dark?
Do you see what hit’s you, like a ball in the park?
Do you want to start, the fight of uber-fights?
Do you want to be known as, the master of the nights?
Take a time to observe, the pain in someone’s eyes,
The depth of someone’s truth, is displayed in sighs.

I listened closely to the wind,
Saying I have sinned,
I whisper quietly to it,
Why don’t you ever quit?

I’ve stuff my life,
I’m in strife,
I killed the minister, Prime.
I committed the evilest crime.
So Why don’t you ever quit?
The conscious of my mind, it seems,
Has made me repent my themes.