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A Spirtual Warrior, prayer

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A Spirtual Warrior, prayer

God of most spoken literature and default, 
muted delima, 
frozen and site as peace was the crown, 
to lead.

Light of revealing smiles, 
I as a man look to heaven above, 
Like a sonnet of defrost ice, 
that prove there something is stiill above my kinging thoughts, 
and lost material.

Last of the saints and many eyes held high, 
founder of revolve plate stand still do to lack of gravity, 
my thought grow in patient of rules, 

like the souls of the warrior priest, 
stunt and honor, 
 only to the heavens to trinty meet  this deed. 
what more can man i ask but plenty lost hands of trees. 

bless it and translation the belly of the beast from east, 
with such sand to mount a 1, ooo diease fill find beads, 
god where is this hand? 

bless it again to know the words of the garden
 and the creature that once live, 
 i hope that history never fold in meaning as we see fit! 
counterpart, business and chancher what wars could be for saw through man eyes, 
I question the fold of the deck of cards, 
please reap to the barrier of lost soul.

Dividend in passage ultimately salavation, 
start which the eyes of our lords lost and barring fruit, 
hearts of all hearts look to know what a saint is but for me...,  
my self would dine last to see chance of man will and god, 
 bless me again for the words i speak once again, 

Moving the crown to frowns of the holy spirt, 
dampated from the fire of the well, left with mystery of? 
or you could call it a sinner misfortune, 
rich with style, 
appeal in darkness and swim to profanation, 
sparkle as wine should, 
noise loose to up due a  crowd lookes to ruinies, 
the color of sky and sweep the wind to ashes and the sky is left roaten, 
where is the 
hand of god

fruit left by limits, 
the staff of wrath shacking to point to the direction of lost tactics, 
fitting as the back of quick sand what obsession, 
could hear this angel sing, 

This the legacy of a thosand saint march, with white horse and the immortal weapon  
where is this last son that the bible speak of, genesis 2: 13, 
the river of gihon seek sin

good grace, food and shelter, 
salt of lost throne, 
keys that hold no barrier where is a lost soul to at sea,

what men of all men would endurance such hurt, 
in the eye of the kindom it not women that knows there place but better yet the soul 
of a man, 

bless the hearts of all men....

Copyright © Louis Borgo

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  1. Date: 3/26/2015 5:44:00 PM
    Well done Louis.. Thanks for your visit to my verse!

  1. Date: 4/27/2014 2:25:00 AM
    Louis ... CONGRATULATIONS:) on having your poem featured on the soups HOME PAGE. Goodnight poet friend <3 =LINDA

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    Date: 4/27/2014 1:08:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Many times, Louis, some of the poets, have no idea, they have a spot on the front page. That's why I enjoy peeking and reading all the poems, on the home page. :)
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    Date: 4/27/2014 12:14:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thank you, I had no idea.... Have a Good Evening Linda and have a Bless Day.
  1. Date: 5/11/2010 5:32:00 PM
    Glad to see you back! Light & Love

  1. Date: 4/23/2010 5:04:00 PM
    To blog you go the the member area..scroll down and you will see new blog ;) Light & Love your friend!

  1. Date: 3/8/2010 11:18:00 AM
    I have enjoyed reading your poetry today Louis. May you have a wonderful week filled with love and inspiration. Love, Carol