DON’T YOU AGREE?

Our country is strong because we agree On the same principles. Our country is even stronger because we can disagree And accept our differences. Should we agree and march to the same tune We square our shoulders and see eye to eye. But if we disagree we hold our heads high, Because Ideas discussed and […]

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HEY, MR PRESIDENT

HEY, MR. PRESIDENT!   I don’t care whose bomb is bigger, Get your hands away from the nuclear trigger. When negotiations fail and all is lost, There is no way to calculate the cost. Somewhere in space mixed with cosmic dust, Life continues to exist only if there’s love and trust. But hot-headed men with […]

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IS THIS THE TIME

FORGIVE AND FORGET   Time goes by so fast, And it takes two to let go of the past. Their lives are not over yet, If they are ready to forgive and forget. He’s still got his kids Though his life is on the skids. It is not a good time to dump him. She […]

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AMPLE ROOM TO GROW

There are many who believe there are no angels, But I believe angels walk wherever there is light. When we block the light,  We are deceived by demons who are quick To lead us astray. I make choices, not just to please others, But to prove who I am, and who I want to be. […]

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CHOICES

 WHICH CHOICE SHOULD I MAKE?   I’m not crazy even though you disagree. I’m simply a man wanting justice, for people like me. This world is full of lonely people ready to explode They carry heavy burdens and they need to unload. Just because I got angry when you killed the cat. Life to me […]

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CLOSE-KNIT FAMILY (part 2)

The close-knit family was not showing up for work. I tried to find out where they lived but I had no success until I arrived home three weeks later. Rebekkah did not look well. Her eyes were swollen, her hair tangled, and her clothes wrinkled. “What happened?” I asked. “I don’t want to talk about it,” […]

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BLOSSOM

BLOSSOMS IN HER HAIR She wore a blossom in her hair, A symbol of her love, Telling me without words That she was always there And in the mood for love. Each blossom represented Her passion and to what degree, From white to deep red, Clues easy for me to see. Just one quick glance […]

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