Open Poetry #28 |
Psalms 27 3 |
Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Psalms 27 3: Though an host should encamp against me, my heart shall not fear: though war should rise against me, in this will I be confident. I am calmer now, With paranoia turned real, I know they’re waiting And foul wrath I will soon feel, My end is at hand Yet my hands are rock steady And holding nothing; This finale is ready To accept the fate. It should be but slight pain No too long hunger No hiding to just remain. I came to defend, Holding principles dearly, For what I believed, Things taught to me so clearly, Yet now defeated, This one person’s death reports To sacrifices supports Gloom |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Would that we could all face our fates with such strength... Well written, PG.. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
wow....very inspirational...and you are and will be blessed. Lovely lovely write, matter of factly, very awesome. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Gloom Me thinks you are getting to the botom of the barrel. TO sad For sad |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you, Nan We, as a people, tend to take the sacrifice our warriors make Far too lightly, those that stand and give with integrity, Defending what we and they believe. Those with the wills to do. Thank you, LeeJ, Pleased you liked this work dedicated to our warriors. Thank you, Seymour Not sure I understand what you mean by “bot(t)om of the Barrel”, This is actually pulled from the bible verse used for last Sundays Sermon, It just took me a while to get it written. Pleased you took the time to comment Gloom |
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