Find For Me
If you find from a Godly list of things.
Ocean water; which will taste not of brine.
A sky with no cloud which brings a deep rain.
Days or hours, measure ever-ending time.
Measures, a gram or pound, of hearts desire.
A bucket brim full of salty sea breeze.
Weight a flame from top of a funeral fire.
Gather for all from a lordly list, -these.
Grow weeds and no flowers in all good sod.
And a love that lived, not bitter, nor sweet.
I will stand in mid' of the faithless mob.
>>(Only if this lordly list you complete.)<<
Loudly proclaim with song, and give a nod
That man rules all things and there be no God.
Copyright © Mike Samford | Year Posted 2007
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