Your Crime

Your crime What was your crime last time you were here Were you a cruel and nasty master, Will you be born in Africa, no not clear, To suffer ever after. So you resurrect again, you feel that you’re due something better, a wages slave for half an age, you’ll rise, but will they let you? Talk to your quiet voice self to learn, Of your prison on the earth, Be kind an gentle points to earn, For your coming next rebirth. Sometime. the Lord cometh, mend thy ways, satan will plummet,end of days....thanks Vienna It makes more sense, if there's recompense, a reason for our lives, perhaps the training does commence, your first birthday now alive, intense. great suffering eases great sins, I had fifteen years in a fog, brain damage saw to that, but the light came on, dumbness was gone, now i'm just a crazy cat... thanks Tony

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Elizabeth Wesley

Date: 12/7/2011 8:07:00 PM

Yes, Vie and Tony are both special people but then so are you.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 12/6/2011 11:52:00 PM

Don,,, well being a crazy cat is not that bad,..p.d.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 12/6/2011 9:55:00 PM

I like the little inserts of the names. Vienna and tony are both awesome and inspiring poets! Yes, you be just a crazy cat today, Don,and I'm glad the fog was lifted.

Patrick Cornwall

Date: 12/6/2011 8:45:00 PM

I really enjoyed and your post to others are fun too... patrick

Nancy Jones

Date: 12/6/2011 5:44:00 PM

My crime last time? Same pretty much as the ones all the other times, wantin' to hang on and control rather than let go and flow... beautimousness to ya Don Johnson ~N

Tony Lane

Date: 12/6/2011 4:44:00 PM

Don, do you know the movie, "Defending Your Life?" One of my favorites. Especially visiting the past life pavilion. My aunt went back to England and found the place where she was burned to death 500 years ago. Now she is a poet.

Don Johnson
Date: 12/6/2011 6:46:00 PM

It makes more sense, if there's recompense, a reason for our lives, perhaps the training does commence, your first birthday now alive, intense. great suffering eases great sins, I had fifteen years in a fog, brain damage saw to that, but the light came on, dumbness was gone, now i'm just a crazy cat...