Image from Wikimedia You never know what surely hurts most foulWhat slashes to the core of what you areWhat Brutus to the heart your future shallOr whimpers to a needle’s final straw. Be aware, extraordinarily aware to comeFor thirst and happiness in your penultimate puffTo be blinded for a moment by the unexpected sunAware of […]
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Photo by cottonbro from Pexels Five windows light a life we feel and see:At one, called Reverence, we stand and breathe.Another brings us music of the spheres.A third lends touch of rain like heaven’s tears.A fourth is nature looking through the glass.The last lets spirits, when they’re ready, pass.But Man resists, for stolen joys are
Photo by Francesco Ungaro from Pexels Those who walk in darkness see God as light.Those who walk in the light see God as fellow man.
Photo by Michael Judkins from Pexels Jonas was not a lily white.Nor dark as Indian Ocean water at night.More Mediterranean. He came from Jersey, so he said.Nazareth, New Jersey.What? Maybe three years ago. Said he’d been a stonemason there.And a carpenter, too. Always seemed pretty secretive to me, about his past. I figured there was
Photo by Ivan Siarbolin from Pexels You know we love our babiesYet you harbor weapons in your heart.You know that Christians hunger off our bordersYet you dream of walls to keep our souls apart.You know the damage, shame that rape, incest, and molestation doYet you harbor worms of them. What kind of god are you?
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