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Brians Psalm

this is not for the talkin'
but more for the walkin'

soup to be eatin'
muck and mud that's still seepin'

creepin' 

tryin' to reach the love of the deep and

speakin' a language
that's born out of anguish

power in poetry
when you hear it you know it's me

live for my father GOD
and die for the the hate in me

faithhopeinspirationalintrospectionliferhyme

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Beata Agustin

April 10, 2026 at 5:44 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Poet Destroyer A

March 12, 2016 at 8:54 AM

Brian, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing, hope to see a new one from you again. LOVE LINDA

Skat A

July 21, 2015 at 3:54 PM

POWERFUL POEM... SKAT

Carolyn Devonshire

December 30, 2010 at 11:27 AM

There is great power in poetry, Brian. Sometimes my poems get me in trouble when people who weren't intended to see them read them and think I'm describing them. But if you life for God, any hate you think you feel will be forgiven. Thanks for your comment. You made my day! Best wishes, Carolyn

Robyn Blauw

February 12, 2010 at 12:35 PM

Power is poetry is something that Ive discovered. For me it is my theraphy. Trying to reach the love of the deep....another power. Like your work. Will read more. Hugss

Sara Kendrick

February 5, 2010 at 4:15 AM

Interesting philosophy that you have penned here in these lines. Sara

Yoni Dvorkis

December 1, 2009 at 8:03 AM

I see it the same way Brian, brothers aren't necessarily by blood alone. Family lives in love, not in genetics. I'm glad you feel similarly.

Donna Golden

November 21, 2009 at 12:36 PM

This, like the Psalms of David, speaks from your heart in truthful words that carry power for the day! Well done, Brian! Hugs, Donna

Yoni Dvorkis

August 17, 2009 at 6:48 AM

Nice psalm Brian. I can almost hear it with a rap beat behind it. The last lines have that impact I can really imagine being yelled into a microphone. God is a good thing to live for and you seem to get how your own hate stands in the way of life itself. it's like you strive to reach him but all this death acts as a block on the love that's just begging to be released. if you want Him don't die for the hate but live for the love, believe me there's a world of difference. -Yoni

August 16, 2009 at 12:08 PM

Much for the reader to think about here. Living for God is hope for the world. Blessings to you for sharing your poem with us. Keep on writing. Karen

Carol Sunshine Brown

August 15, 2009 at 9:53 AM

I missed some of the excellent poetry written and posted here yesterday Brian. I am enjoying reading them this morning. Thank you for sharing yours. Love, Carol

Christopher Higgins

August 15, 2009 at 7:37 AM

Powerful piece of art brother man..the words are breathing fire in this poem..one love.

Diane Christian

August 15, 2009 at 6:08 AM

a great write my friend, talk the talk but walk the walk also a great mesage, sometimes we fall but he catches us and picks us back up to keepw alking and talking for him, God bless you from diane