A Generation Of Victims
This world is made of winners and losers;
and givers and takers, as well;
also, within it, are haters and abusers;
a world remniscent of hell.
Every generation; new changes are made;
life’s landscape is constanly changing;
new attitudes and platitudes go on parade;
new
A Labor Of Love
We spend much time with our chosen vocations;
it’s most often our main focus of life;
it becomes preeminent; above other considerations;
often, to the detriment of husband or wife.
Tho our occupation brings needed remuneration;
another labor, of life, stands high above;
our greatest
Home Sweet Home
Be it ever be so humble…
there’s no place like home;
no matter how we grumble;
or how far we roam.
Whatever destiny we may seek;
whatever circumstance brings;
we have the world, laid at our feet;
living in a land for kings.
Exiled from the
…“a penny for your thoughts”
There was a quaint saying, a long time ago;
“a penny for your thoughts,” we’d say;
when one was distracted; we wanted to know;
we said it to pass the time away.
It wasn’t at all, that we really deeply cared;
we said
Leaves Of Life
I’ve lived my life; awaiting tomorrow;
my futures have come and gone;
all my dreams; dissolved into sorrow;
without hope, my life lingers on.
My thoughts; flooded with depression;
promises, drenched by rains;
my remaining hope is confession;
with my past; engulfed in flames.
I started
…The Paradox Of Time
What were we doing; when time came about;
certainly not passing the time of day?
Time has turned all thinking inside-out;
leaving us little time to pray.
I cannot conceive of a world without time;
only in heaven could it exist;
where thoughts, conceived; become sublime;
The Kingdom Of Propaganda
The heavenly kingdom depends upon truth;
love is God’s spoken memoranda;
confronted by prodigals, defiant and aloof;
cast to the kingdom of propaganda.
The earth was a virtual hell in disguise;
a melting pot where devils reign;
the kingdom of propaganda and lies;
where the
A Time To Mourn
There’s a time and place for everything;
or so the Scriptures tell;
a time to laugh; to cry; and sing;
even a place called hell.
All our lives are divided into seasons;
each one of them has a purpose;
only the Master understands reasons;
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