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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Blood drips from my weary eyes Tears weeping for the tyranny of time Villainy rapped up in the atmosphere Raping and seducing the innocent without fear. The baseness of aged old women And the iniquities of hoary men Mingling in dirty beds dining in public places And sleeping with gray- haired jezebels. The ageing moments creeps slowly upon the door steps Spewing out guilt and starving shame Greedy guts packed with treacherous fumes Mesmerizing the mind of innocent youths. The authoritarian amalgamate with them Laughing with them feasting with them And shaking their bloody and filthy hands Wounding hearts puncturing souls Yet half of the story is still untold. The music rattles on battered edges Playing a sour disgusting tune Gearing up for a perilous journey Hoping that it will give them victory. I spent the entire night in the parking lot Crying out to my invisible God Asking him to show his hand of mercy And deal promptly with this vicious cruelty I wept and prayed yet everything remained the same way. But yesterday while driving around the block Something magnificent happen right on the spot. The big round moon with its glowing light shone directly through my Windscreen and I saw a face in the brightly lit moon It was smiling as if it was speaking directly to me I had to keep my eyes on the road so I glanced at it for a few seconds. And when I circled around the block The face in the moon smiled at me again. ©2014 Christine Phillips
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