Darkstone
DARKSTONE
FortySeven
Statistic
Several missing parts some scars beaten up and left for dead the mighty men
have used the fists oh GOD when will eye get some rest walking walking looking
looking searching for my hideaway my endless questing telling portenting
changing my namme today.
Jesus tells me in the Bible he has a namme for me to find so whenever eye see
a stone of white eye look asunderneathe the rock and ponder. Oh wow there was
a small dark stone there so eye took my namme to mean DARK STONE in an
Indian manner my new nicknamme was visible there and given mee today.
Charlax Darkstone sounds like some lost Indian fighter with buckskin britches
pooring out his heart to save the villagers. A Statistic very bad vibrations from the
passing stranger’s men it seems have followed Satan they are walking after lust
not contemplation Oh brief candle out out but wait for love and stay alive she
loves me please just try to find me ewe knoe just who ewe aer.
Leaning to the million dollar giveaway the DOUBLEDAY publishers called me
today and begged me for another chance to publish my anthology a prance of
under moonlighted night the moon is setting way too quickly falling light is dark
so dark it fits my namme my new nicknamme the DarkStone man has come.
She sits and drinks her coffee sipping past the lipps and seeing only love.
DarkStone is that yew old bean and how eye manage to avoid the many
StormTroopers in my area and the Gendarmes who come strolling jauntily
aiming from the hippopotamus erectus at the eye. Overcome with honor that she
loves me this one is at odds become extant with the extinction of us all the
problems of a man even when he is forgiven are so many and still varied until
they multitude them past the ending now. Eye have a problem with the Judging
all the man who meet me seems so evil and eye still do want to curse them even
though the GOD the JESUS does not like it the statistics missed me nah nah
nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah. To the man in the truck the tires is only
rubber and they bounce the road will not protect you but someday it will come
and get you so look out. Make me shout make me holler make me doubt. Eye
have beaten all the odds and lived in spite of odd man out. Revelation 2:17
He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches. To him who
overcomes, I will give some of the hidden manna. I will also give him a white
stone with a new name written on it, known only to him who receives it.
Copyright © Charles Hice | Year Posted 2008
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