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Destiny Can Seem So Cruel

Destiny Can Seem So Cruel

Destiny seems to have a life of it’s own;
control over what’s to become;
it’s almost as tho our life is on loan;
till destiny decrees we succumb.

Destiny appears to exert special power;
as tho God decreed it his goal;
raining

A Picture Of Love

A Picture Of Love

I was walking alone in the countryside;
where grasses and trees, abound;
with no one to speak to; except my pride;
though life existed; all around.

Surroundings of green; from a summer season;
with barns, the color of mellow wine;
some barely standing; who knows the

A Sycamore Reborn

A Sycamore Reborn

I was walking alone in the countryside;
nothing but grasses and trees, found;
no one to speak to me; only my pride;
tho lives were present, all around.

Everything was green, from a summer season;
with barns, the color of mellowed wine;
some barely standing; God knows

Hurrumph

Hurrumph

Some people’s arrogance knows no bounds;
having trouble confining their annoyance;
“hurrumph” is a word; with annoying sounds;
implying they know better; by clairvoyance.

Knowledge and wisdom are not related;
they are different intellectual tools;
the value of knowledge is often inflated;
knowledge, alone; brings us fools.

Knowledge

What Love Is

What Love Is

Love is a starry cloudless night;
sleep embracing its prey;
the dawn’s sun burning bright;
heralding a brand new day.

Love is a transparent shadowy mist;
a universal heart; laid bare;
the energy felt; when we’re kissed;
by ones who truly care.

Love is the

Too Hard To Swallow

Too Hard To Swallow

Truth requires much wisdom to learn;
lies are much easier to swallow;
subtleties are more difficult to discern;
so, wading thru lies; most follow.

Many are simply afraid of the truth;
for it seems too good to be true;
we spend our lives demanding proof;
that,

The Ne'er-Do-Well

The Ne’er-Do-Well

Sometimes, by a look, others can tell;
some are declared to be useless;
refered to, by some; a ne’er-do-well;
their efforts, in life, are fruitless.

It seems they can do nothing right;
failure is the clothing, they wear;
doomed to evaporate, into the night;
they’re

The Totalitarian

The Totalitarian

Evil simply loves man’s governments;
they have become his favorite tool;
only they will erase God’s covenants;
for they are the constructs of a fool.

Governments are evil’s lever of control;
making promises; not intended to keep;
their ultimate conquest is our soul;
turning constituents

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