“Even the most political poem
is an act
of faith.”
~Martin Espada
Elfje:
trust in God He is good all of the time faith
Haiku:
rain, rain, go away the garden has been flooded the lake has been filled
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Poem:
are you ever too old to learn how many brain cells do you have to burn can you teach an old dog a new trick is it the dead cells that makes the brain so thick
does new technology make life easy or is it just more income for the sleazy fat fingers never worked in any phone today to buy one you need a personal loan
soon all of the cars will be electric driven by clones who will be eccentric old timey mechanics will have nothing to fix with no transmissions they’ll need to find a new trick
change, change, change, why complain the future will come at us, just like the rain
every thought is a prayer
a question or an answer to declare
no need to kneel beside the bed
close the eyes and clear the head
gratitude must be a part of the morning prayer
identifying, trying not to compare
challenging a faith that comes and goes
a soul that doubts what others propose
my whole life has been a wish and a prayer
the outcome, I deem, has been unfair
in God’s time all prayers are answered
like wildflowers his blessings scattered
it is alright to borrow someone else’s prayer
knowing that a prayer will go everywhere
some may receive its benefits, some may not
what is nice is that you gave them a thought
be careful what you pray for,
you might just get it
ME and the Boss Poetry 