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Mega Über-Meister 3399 points | “The search goes on.” January 22, 2009 @ 07:31:58 pm | One thought of all poets is that the words will last forever
Disregard the hand that rotates time,
Which changes mankind.
What a classic thought that might end up in the fire,
But never lost to a cheap and hopeless desire.
And the poet might say,
“The search goes on.”
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Mega Über-Meister 3399 points | Behold Jesus’ Power January 11, 2009 @ 06:49:57 pm | Behold Jesus’ Power
I am a dot in the hand of my king…my father,
And wrapped around the finger of my priest…my savior.
The guards call and the Chapel bell rings out purification.
To the person…I am a stone.
To the travelers…I have no name.
No name, but they recognize my appearance.
Silence, holy men, and take note
Ring the Chapel bell when I am close,
And you may see the sunrise or see Hell
As mankind sees it.
Red hot, but always too deep and lonely too
Really see its purpose.
“See me not as someone who tells the future,
And yet see me not arriving without viewing the past.”
For every chosen word I can think
Master poets ask for an answer.
So I tell them, “There’s only one voice
Which stands to reason…just for an explanation.”
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Mega Über-Meister 3399 points | At This House January 11, 2009 @ 12:57:35 am | At This House
Pen marks cover the wall of my room
To the sight and my mother’s crying
At this house
Bread crumbs fill cracks in the floor
To the rats’ feast and my mother’s crying
At this house
Little brother, little sister
Pitching words
Back and forth across the wash room
To the ears and my mother’s crying
At this house
At this house wars are waged
At this house freedom is passed down
At this house there is real love
Even if you can’t see understanding
Calm down children and go to sleep,” father says
Putting down his pipe
At this house there is silence.
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