Who am I?
I am merely the Child of God
Given a second chance.
Nothing special except for the love
He pours into me daily–if not second by second.
I am nothing but the vapor–
Here today, gone tomorrow.
Yet I am at peace, as free
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Today I cried a painful tear
for the world that’s falling apart.
The violence and the terrible ways,
I wish people would have heart.
The people of the world today,
It’s obvious they just don’t care.
The worlds too busy thinking of themselves,
They’re really not aware!
The images that I see,
Scrolling across my TV,
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Women of courage, women of strength ,
Women of faith and devotion.
Mothers of children with spirits so strong
Who may have unbridled imaginations. REFRAIN: They are women, women of courage
They are Christians, towers of strength.
They are women who put Jesus first in life
Show’ ring His love on all those they greet. Women with losses, women who love,
Whose strength and whose courage comes from above,
Whether they're mothers; or loving Aunties,
It's plain to see Jesus’ love shines through them. REFRAIN: They are women, women of courage
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COME, said the Muse,
Sing me a song no poet yet has chanted,
Sing me the Universal.
In this broad Earth of ours,
Amid the measureless grossness and the slag,
Enclosed and safe within its central heart,
Nestles the seed Perfection.
By every life a share, or more or less,
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To the legion of the lost ones, to the cohort of the damned,
To my brethren in their sorrow overseas,
Sings a gentleman of England cleanly bred, machinely crammed,
And a trooper of the Empress, if you please.
Yea, a trooper of the forces who has run his own six horses,
And faith he went the pace and went it blind,
And the world was more than kin while he held the ready tin,
But to-day the Sergeant's something less than kind.
We're poor little lambs who've lost our way,
Baa! Baa! Baa!
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I think like a buddhist
but pray like a nun
I see like the mountain
but reach like the sun
I stand like Gibraltar
but rage like the sea
And love like a child
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Who am I?
I am merely the Child of God
Given a second chance.
Nothing special except for the love
He pours into me daily–if not second by second.
I am nothing but the vapor–
Here today, gone tomorrow.
Yet I am at peace, as free
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isolation tastes of frigid air and the roaring ocean's waves,
there is no one who truly knows me, least of all the god to whom I used to pray,
it is a taxing master, its price is steep for those who choose to pay,
but as I stare at its reflection, I find I would have it no other way.
the trick of it is balance, knowing how to fade away,
into the background of existence, away from the sun's harsh rays,
all you have to do is know the role you were meant to play,
a forgettable extra, and darling, the whole world's a stage.
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you have to learn
how to be keen,
when clouds congregate
and a fear of the storm sets in,
because it always seems
that clouds whisper through winds,
how despite the oncoming storm
it's still going to be alright.
In the Apocalypse of Hell, a warning strong,
Of destruction and judgment, where dark throngs,
Where eyes that sin, must cut to save,
To seek the path, the righteous pave.
Hell's inferno starts on Earth's domain,
A consequence of tongues that stain,
But just like seeds that die, then grow,
In Heaven's realm, our souls will know.
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