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The Cardboard Breadman

Material Disguise

The Material Disguise

I’m a grand and glorious sailing ship;
magnificant and proud in my day;
for every task, I was well equipped;
there was nothing could get in my way.

The seven seas were like highways to me;
leading to wherever I’d go;
no limits existed to

A Dream Of Life

A Dream Of Life

I was walking down reality’s Street;
at a destination, referred to as time;
a corner where life and eternity meet;
bearing a subtle hint of the divine.

Life had somehow lost all its clarity;
becoming a shadowy mist;
a hint at the truth of life’

Acquiescence

Acquiescence

Why do some seek division and hate;
just what is evil’s role?
With such people, I cannot relate;
division is evil of the soul.

Such thinking is limited and confined;
for we were all born to be together;
unified, in love, is how we’re designed;
all, brothers

It Takes A Village

It Takes A Village

I’ve heard many foolish words uttered;
that some people take as serious;
some, such words, are as wisdom, stuttered;
for the authors must be delirious.

Some are quite harmless, like piles of sand;
an idle mind’s thoughtless expression;
but, others are preludes to what

In The Hands Of Babes

In The Hands Of Babes

How did words, from thought, come to be;
transmitting thoughts to another person?
Mind to mind, transmission, is free;
but requires a great deal of rehearsin.

All thoughts hold the ultimate power;
but only Knowledge has the control;
thought can become a word or flower;

I'm Sorry

I’m Sorry

Have I brought harm to sisters and brothers;
has my life been a colossal mistake?
Have my words been as poison to others;
can I somehow, those words, remake?

What kind of message have I given to others;
some reactions have me amazed;
simple words I’ve

Scrambled

Scrambled

My mind is scrambled; thoughts, rearranged;
my life, has started all over, again;
the universe, around me, is changed;
a result of my sorrows and pain.

I’ve lost so much, I’ve loved and treasured;
tho much of life’s background remains;
I’ve reassessed how life should

Righteous Anger

Righteous  Anger

How can righteous and anger go together;
It just doesn’t seem like they fit;
much like wearing short pants with a sweater;
or trying to stand while you sit.

It seems as if those, most likely to forgive;
simply love to embrace their anger;
its almost as

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