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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
My God says He loves me... Sent His son to die brutally on my behalf Without which life would not... My God is too great for me Or anyone to ever comprehend Should He show me favor... A paradise awaits Loving the nails, sticks, boards, and shrapnel... Masses with slight differences Not just once, but thousands and thousands Like the sand... Oil beneath the sand Richness of the land What is mercy, love, kindness for others There is no mandate... We have no example What do you call your love? Virgin birth... Perfect life to death This loving King... Is not Allah! Against Allah against me Imperial divisions Popping machine guns... Metal debris... Satan at the heart of ruthless death This is where the absense of love comes from Lies and little secrets 20 years... 2,000 years... The cross to God, ...Jesus, provided by Him... Jesus |
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Cherishable_Baybee Member
since 2006-01-04
Posts 57 |
Great Write good poem.... Cherishable_Baybee |
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emeralddreamer Junior Member
since 2006-03-24
Posts 27PA, United States |
A most thought rendering piece... nicely wrought form of expression... Well done! |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Thank you. God bless, In Christ, -GIS Jesus |
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