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Whispers In Church

Magnificent cathedral
Saints and sinners gather in
Word of God delivered 
To triumph over sin
Within the walls 
Between the pews
You hear the faintest cry
Whispers in the church house
In the sweet by and by

Quiet prayers 
Sent up to God
Repentance for the sin
Committed in the quiet night
Where no man wants to live
In hopes that God
Will grant a pardon
For acts of immortal sin
The best of intentions
Laid out in prayer
Amazing grace to win

Secretly hoping
God’s grace and mercy
Finds favor on your soul
Sending up promises
Acts of contrition
Heart’s willing to mourn
Is he still listening? 
Do you still wonder? 
Has he turned a deaf ear?
No answer is given 
While here on this earth
You’ll find out in the beginning

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Jesse

The sun was blaring down 
That August afternoon
When Jesse came into the town 
Of Early Blossom Bloom
The sun had blistered up his skin
His shoes were worn and tired
The clothes he wore upon his back
Was all that he acquired

Jesse was a loner 
Traveled light and all alone
No family he could speak of
No place to call a home
For food and basic shelter
He would trick upon the street
For a twenty dollar bill 
His throat would be a treat

His body aged and weary 
From the life now forced to live
A new found way of living
No man had chose to give
The effort once put forth
Strength he no longer had
To earn an honest living
A concept he didn’t have

What would come of Jesse 
No trade to call his name
In life he loved so many men
Each one a different way
But love for him was just a fix
An action he would show
Not something that would stick around
And nourish his inner soul

He travels to the city 
In hopes to find a friend
One last fool to take
Before giving up his sin
But in this town 
There was no one
To cater Jesse’s ways
No place for him to go and stay
Or a simple bed to lay

He sat down on the park bench
As dusk filled up the sky
Weary from the journey made
In hunger he did cry
In life he played a hell of a dance
No partner came to stay
Deep down afraid 
The city streets
Would be his home to stay

In Jesse’s heart was anger
For the people passed him by
Not one kind word was spoke to him
He sat alone and cried
His prayers of some compassion
Were seemingly unheard
This was life for him now
Banished from the world

He died that night a lonely man
On the park bench all alone
Laid to rest in a lonely grave
The place he now calls home
The life and times of Jesse
Now just a memory 
He was a man most would forget
For shame of his company

Think back on the life and times
That Jesse brought to earth
Would you have shown compassion?
If you seen him all alone
Who is to say who is to judge
For a life lived on the streets
For Jesse it was all he knew
And all he could ever be

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Widow's Peak

Her name is now a legend 
Before her name was feared
The lady Henrietta 
Lean close and lend an ear

They say her status started
One night long time ago
She found her husband cheating
With the girl she knew next door

Her mind did snap
Her heart grew cold
With a knife she stole their souls
Cut the beating heart away 
Ate flesh when cold

Within her veins flowed the blood
Of the one who done her wrong
Gave her everlasting life
Her age in death was old

But one small thing that should be said
About the spell she cast
That beauty would always be her guide
In death she looked her best

Word spread quickly through the town
Where Henrietta lived
About the spell she cast the night
Her husband committed sin

Women came to ask for help 
To change their husband’s ways
For they had also messed around
Now love for them had strayed

With each one she gave the spell
Steps to end their grief
Now in the town such beauty found
In women who’s husbands cheat

With new found beauty each started life
Fresh and young again
And if the man they loved did cheat
Revenge was sweet again


Many many years went by
And soon the town was gone
Towards the end all that was left
Were women who were scorned

But in woods outside the town
In a placed called Widow’s Peak
You find plots of all the ones
Whose death came from a cheat

So this story lives today 
If you doubt then ask around
For the one you love and share a life
Could be a widow from that town

All men beware all women ask
Before you start your cheating
In every city and every town
A Widow’s Peak is forming

Believe me if you will or not
In the end you’ll heed the warning
Just let the one you love find out
To Widow’s Peak you’re going

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Childlike Faith With Hopes and Dreams

Children dream of Christmas Day with presents around a tree
Their birthday is a favorite day for the presents it will bring
A life with little problems full of joy to spread around
How soon it quickly fades away as adulthood breaks the ground

Life soon starts to escalate and problems once minuscule
Bring about unhappy times in a world once full of joy
All the hopes and dreams once shared now just fond memories
Wishing that what was back then was still society

Dreams replaced with troubles and fear, a life now not their own
Trained now to assume the worse, as life moves swiftly on
A parent’s heart will ache within for what life has become
Now blame is placed for time erase the damage they think they have done

We all know life is not simple and at times can be plain hard
Moments pass us by each day we feel no use to go on
But instilled in each and every soul is a promise made long ago
That through it all both good and bad God will protect each soul

So if today you face a trial, let’s face it,  we all do
Find that inner child inside, you will find out what to do
Sometimes a little childlike faith mixed in our hopes and dreams
Will bring about a blessing and answer, just try it and you will see

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Geeky Boys and Busty Girls

In the little town called Cleveland
Some many years ago
In a high school gymnasium
Met a group of girls and boys
Since early in their childhood
They were plagued by many peers
Because they lacked
The perfect look
Like many other kids

After many years of torture
Constant badgering from everyone
They decided was time to take a stand
Claiming freedom once again
The group contained the branded
The freaky geeky boys
The girls slightly on the heavy side
A few all rolled in one


They called their club the meeting 
Of freaky boys and busty girls
Requirement was be outcast 
From the preps the jocks “the toys”
They arranged a simple protest
Simple protest most fun
To prove that being different 
Is not so bad and can be fun

They stripped down to nothing
But a smile on every face
And marched the halls of Cleveland High
In unison they did say
Though we may all look different 
Inside we’re all the same
So accept us if you will or not
We’re happy just the same

The faculty at the school that day
We outraged by what they saw
Forty teenage girls and boys
Marching naked down the hall
Parents quickly contacted
Expulsion all around
For the kids labeled freaks and geeks
Their victory it was found

Though the protest was very different
The idea quite deranged 
Respect was granted on that day
For the group with guts to say
Being different is not so different
Can be cool they all proclaimed
For the geeky boys and busty girls
Were proud for each that day

The moral of this story 
Though odd but very true
Though outside one looks different
Inside the pages read so true
Looks aren’t that important 
But the hearts all beat the same
We are all just like 
The kids 
From Cleveland high that day

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The Final Act

Autumn leaves are shades of brown
Season change to winter
Winter fills the air with a chill
Outside no life is present
Just like the earth goes through a change
So does the lives of people
With time we age and wither away
For new life to start its process
Amazing how the ways of life
Is the same for every being
No matter what the form or shape
Each for will change in stages
It’s like a play performed in acts
Awaiting the final curtain
The end provides a closing 
To the plot each one is searching
Before the final curtain falls 
And my act on earth is over
I hope my life has been summed up
Before the end is over
Once around enough for me
No time to create a sequel
For when the curtain finally drops
Please place the props in storage

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Geeky Boys and Busty Girls

In the little town called Cleveland
Some many years ago
In a high school gymnasium
Met a group of girls and boys
Since early in their childhood
They were plagued by many peers
Because they lacked
The perfect look
Like many other kids

After many years of torture
Constant badgering from everyone
They decided was time to take a stand
Claiming freedom once again
The group contained the branded
The freaky geeky boys
The girls slightly on the heavy side
A few all rolled in one


They called their club the meeting 
Of freaky boys and busty girls
Requirement was be outcast 
From the preps the jocks “the toys”
They arranged a simple protest
Simple protest most fun
To prove that being different 
Is not so bad and can be fun

They stripped down to nothing
But a smile on every face
And marched the halls of Cleveland High
In unison they did say
Though we may all look different 
Inside we’re all the same
So accept us if you will or not
We’re happy just the same

The faculty at the school that day
We outraged by what they saw
Forty teenage girls and boys
Marching naked down the hall
Parents quickly contacted
Expulsion all around
For the kids labeled freaks and geeks
Their victory it was found

Though the protest was very different
The idea quite deranged 
Respect was granted on that day
For the group with guts to say
Being different is not so different
Can be cool they all proclaimed
For the geeky boys and busty girls
We’re proud for each that day

The moral of this story 
Though odd but very true
Though outside one looks different
Inside the pages read so true
Looks aren’t that important 
But the hearts all beat the same
We are all just like 
The kids 
From Cleveland high that day

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Age, Old?

Growing old loses sanity, brings to life real time
Permanent scars soon appear, days are long and dreary
A gift to some, age brings forth wisdom
Curse to those who fear demise
Each one alive will reach this time
Enjoy the benefits

Respect is granted to the older one, years of life show favor
Younger ones will seek advice, a true American idol
Why question fate enjoy the attention
It is earned through years of experience
Some day will come you mark my word
Shoes will be empty

Some curse the day age will come, why? It makes no difference
Mirrors never tell a lie, Vanity becomes the hated
Why dread the day you show your age
Friends will all still love you
Think of the owl, this wise old soul
Enjoy for God has blessed you

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Memphis

He’s always in Memphis
Walking the streets
Looking at people 
He will never speak
 Life now reversed
From the time of his fame
And still to this day 
To The King they still praise

His followers will travel
Each year to the place
Where their idol did fall victim
And death won the case
Still to this day 
They search for a sign
Reports are on going 
That he is alive 

Now the only thing left
Is house full of memories
A catalog of music
To play through the ages
But if you truly believe 
He’s alive you will see
He’s always in Memphis 
Walking the streets

*Dedicated to the King of Rock N Roll   Elvis Aaron Presley  1935-1977

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The Secret Life of Nothing Special

Life goes on like normal
No excitement 
No true joy

The one you love stays right beside you
Gone
The spark that once brought passion

Yet you walk each day alive
Daily motions
Nothing special

Can you live this life of nothing?
Routine somber
Path of boredom

The secret life of nothing special
Welcome travelers 
This is living