Souls and Apples

The apples, scented the kitchen, Reminding me so much of Eden. Odd, how we love this fruit! That stands for ultimate disrepute. Man's desire to be so dandy, With souls hard as rock candy. To topple anyone in our way, At any cost, leads to my dismay. Alas, seems our human disposition. To avoid at all costs being an inspiration. Just to win in any competition? Destroying souls handily in a frenzied human demolition!
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Wolf Avatar
May 6, 2019 at 5:47 PM
Potent penning...Latent rage... Powerful effect. ~ gw
Romios Avatar
May 6, 2019 at 6:23 PM
I envy how you play with worde. Thank you. Panagiota
Krutsinger Avatar
May 6, 2019 at 4:53 PM
"To topple anyone in our way, At any cost, leads to my dismay." The most wonderful video I ever saw was of the Special Olympics when one runner fell and the rest of the runners stopped running and all ran back to help him.
Romios Avatar
May 6, 2019 at 5:23 PM
What a great video you saw. Totally breathtaking to me... Thanks for that share, Humanity at its best Panagiota
Beilschmidt Sr. Avatar
May 6, 2019 at 7:11 AM
Yes Panagiota scammers and thieves are rampant more then ever. The result of not having an absolute. Which is God's way and no other. What's right for you is right for you; what's right for me... is an absurdity growing worse and worse. A country without God is bound to implode. All my best, Allen
Romios Avatar
May 6, 2019 at 8:50 AM
Alllen~ This is one powerful response. I am aware too keenly of putting God in the back seat and yes, countries implode. Thank you,Panagiota
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