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Logic is

Logic is Logic is the thing that drives, Our actions all through out our lives, And yet we say we live but once, And dead forever is their hunch, In the spiritual-bank the dead survive? 6 billion on the planet now, none borne again to tell us how? A waste of the smarter spirit wise, No ressurection for us guys, Unless logic can apply. No purpose in our paltry lives, The mundane sufferings, disguise, But sow n reap does it apply? When the blind man feels the punch, Remembers not the why, Ironic past deeds cry, The reaping here for lunch, Ironically disguised, Car-bloody-runch Applies? Don Johnson

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  1. Date: 11/22/2012 6:13:00 PM

    Not sure what this is about Don? The futility of life? Light & Love

  1. Date: 11/22/2012 1:45:00 PM

    Nicely penned Don, a very I sorer write... Carma

  1. Date: 11/21/2012 8:54:00 PM

    This is one of the most intriguing writes of yours that I think I've ever read my friend! I really enjoyed reading this sumptuous treat that you have given us this evening! What a tremendous and remarkable poem here Don! I sure had great pleasure reading it tonight! Very powerful words you have mustered up! Great Work!!