See the saddened eyes
The fearful look, the shifting gaze
Hear the saddest sighs
The pained cry of empty days.
See the hardened face
The loveless make a point to show
Watch the hopeless chase
Of dreams no one will ever know.
See the bleeding, see the blood
Calling away from pain. Above
And beyond is the call of God
Acquainted with grief, yet full of love.
Oh my people...listen.
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These poems posted this month so far are all older ones...mostly from my very early 20's...they show a less mature, more innocent individual... often wracked with good old protestant guilt. Feel free to skip any of these if you are looking through. Most of the newer stuff is much more interesting. I thought I'd post them all here just to keep the collection more or less complete. I have more to add that were never typed up...and I may or may not do so in the future.
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