WE the People.
WE the People.
We the Peole.
WE the People.
We the People.
We the People.
We the People.
We the People.
MASTER - SLAVE.
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JESUS SAVES
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WE the People.
WE the People.
We the Peole.
WE the People.
We the People.
We the People.
We the People.
We the People.
MASTER - SLAVE.
from 8HOP.com - poewhit
JESUS SAVES
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from 8HOP.com - poewhit JESUS SAVES |
POETS PICTURESUpon the blank page. An image of the age. Capturing a moments heart. Maybe only just part. THE POET, like the artists paints. Some images make the people faint. Ideas of lofty grand visions. Down to it's inner divisions. The poets eye, doesnt miss much. Our fate, so is such. Poets fill their lifes tasks. Writing with different masks.
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ALCOHOL TEENMedia ADS, with fluff and hair. Says don't give a care. All my friends are cool. Under age, on a bar stool. Hidden pint in the locker safe. Helps my math keep the pace. Lunch time pill to keep it cool. Doctor pusher, has a swimming pool. After school we took a ride. Filled the car and a case beside. Down this road with speed to kill. TREE MONSTER ENDED THE THRILL.
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OVER HERE BOYThat wood needs chopping. Plow that field by morrow. Clean those boots good - boy. Saddle that horse - boy. Barn needs some paint. Carry that over here - boy. Water and milk the cows - boy. Well needs to be dug - boy. Mend that fence right - boy. Make some babies with her - boy. "sold tour child yesterday" Can't sing songs - don't talk. Can't learn to read or write - boy. Don't ever talk back ! More coming here tomorrow. """Auction man had a good deal """" Your new name - "SINGBOY&qu... |
GODS LOVEGOD said to me. Look upon the sea. Far into dark space. Stars many like lace.
GOD said to me. I made you free. Come to my home. You're my guest to roam.
GOD said to me. " I AM THAT I AM", please. Only GOD in heaven. Our love all seven.
from my poem book - DREAMS |
OLD MAN TO CHILDDo you believe in GOD ? Who is GOD ? So I see neophyte. Just look up. All is - I - see - is clouds. And beyond that son. I don't know mister. You are looking at all of GOD. But - I can't see GOD. GOD is all around. How tall is GOD ? Until infinite space. What is that ? Never ending - omni-all. Do you know GOD ? GOD made you and me. WHY ????? GOD loved us - thats why. I don't see him. He is all present and knowing. Does he have a h... |