There is much in life that makes me sorry as I journey
down life’s way.
And I seem to see more pathos in poor human
Lives each day.
I’m sorry for the strong brave men, who shield
the weak from harm,
But who, in their own troubled hours find no
Protecting arm.
I’m sorry for the victors who have reached
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Many are the stages from the cradle to the grave -
Diversities in journey to each of us God gave.
Within each stage of journey lies paths that one can choose-
Depending on the chosen path, we either gain or lose.
Confusion and perplexity may sometimes come our way-
Despondency and sadness may sometimes waste our day.
Among each stage of journey, there's One we cannot see-
Our guide and our companion near He'll always be.
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One Crucifixion is recorded—only—
How many be
Is not affirmed of Mathematics—
Or History—
One Calvary—exhibited to Stranger—
As many be
As persons—or Peninsulas—
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Like an eagle high on a cliff.
A jagged rock is his stronghold.
Seeking those in need.
Hearing a crying spirit.
Hide me in the shadows of your wings.
His eyes detects me from afar.
Swooping sown like an eagle on his prey.
He rescues me.
Feathers of compassion cover my soul.
Gliding smoothly across the heavens.
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Life is a journey
and the road can be rough
the valleys hazardous
and the mountains you climb, tough. Your burdens will be heavy
the stress hard to bear.
Tears will flow in the midnight hour
no one will be willing to share. Oh as you travel
set your standards high
For you must always give your best
this must not be denied. But while on your quest
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Here’s a few for the road,
A road taken before,
With destination unknown.
Divergence from breaths of milk bottle comfort,
The journey is shared,
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The shadows were creeping like golden summer,
Upon arising covertly, from crimson dawn mists,
And they shrank at noon to a realm just under,
Then idly resumed, their daring sunshine risks,
'Til plum twilight, and a kingdom they'd missed!
Life's journey is hard for everyone,
but always try, as best as you can,
that it'd be a white-sailed ship
that will be awaiting you when
your odyssey comes to an end.
Przemyslaw Musialowski 10/25/2020
I've lived on this planet for five years now,
In deafening silence, that's peaceful somehow.
The moment we crashed, seemed almost a dream;
Stars twinkled above the clouds pink and cream.
We landed in tranquil waters, quite luckily,
And left our craft at the bottom of blue sea;
We finally reached land, but it glittered so!
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Still astonished by the deceit for vanities
And surprised by the frivolities of assumed fortunes
Fortunes at the price of integrity and the cost of lives
Those who wants it all, may have all but in a twinkle, lose all
For us, we remain forlorn hitherto humble!
With notes of deceit, they bought things and time
Armed with their pernicious game without Your plans
Fervently painting with lacklustre hues, a pseudo picture of an assumed future
Yet with a sordid gloom, they expect a candescent glow
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