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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Does This Make Sense? Some will find they’re at odds with opinions expressed here, call me to account, but I color all friends who remain in the room! When your feelings are hurt - if your heart’s to forgive, will’s to clear each impasse, joy’s to act in a way that shows warmth to some rhymes (till the end of life’s breath), that expand who I am (though blood slips bounds of banks), I aspire to that rock as I climb from life’s beach, clear my vision of clouds, and join aspect of stars that are light-years away. Is perfection a reason that love gets confessed or observed? Who dreams pearls (fools sign worth - fashion trends) all command such an arc (this sad question’s too curt?) when their fossilized curves serve to compost morass at bays’ bottoms with oysters whose housing sublimes to time’s sandstone? Is fruit from a poisoned exam (that one cheats on) all ‘Love’ is? You need to take stock if you think you’re not fool to believe you best crowds of those wiser than you, aren’t Cro Magnon cliché. Are genetics we own plus or stain on (God’s?) path? Ours a toehold, a second (from life’s first veneer through the moment we’re in) if earth’s hour is one day, our whole galaxy’s fatuous footnote, a tag in the grand scheme of things! And we’re plum in God’s eye? Did the dinosaurs sin to imagine God’s Grace was theirs too in the millions of years they held reign? God! One day all got stoned! Did they brag they were clay formed, a likeness of God that He kissed with life’s breath? Some may claim that “The one thing I’m sure of is death,” but they’re kidding themselves. Our acts can’t earn their way! “Souls are real!” “Death is real!” Both aspire to less pain, but ‘Lights Out’ is a window our fingers can’t trace. It’s in ‘faith’ all approach to greet exit and try. Does the Atheist go to his fate smoking f*g? Do Believers who die win gold rings in some way? Do Agnostics escape faith who think truth’s most dear? May God’s Justice get served, steeped in Grace, not earned wrath! Brian Johnston 7th of March in 2021
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