James Long Poet Prose Poetry

~ the Great Writers ~ (A Riddle) ~ Part #3 Chap #1

The point of the whole entire poem I believe each poem in their individuality, Spoke, of remaining 
open. 
As he I feel in the hopes of unity, plainly stated, if truly you would look again. Beauty comes in many a 
shade and color. With God even in the dark.

Where are you now good people? Where so far have you been? Where would you want to go? 

This poem was a cry to all, from something far greater than us. 
A cry, for a world absent of contempt of our Father, 
God, one another, a cry of Him and for peace ... !

What other would your fears now have it to be?

Funny I feel it is how contempt can cause such controversy! 

Unbenonced to me ... .

I believe he knew the great writers, there spirit through their writing and looked with 
God and the world, and saw the truth and wrote with them between the lines.

People now, as he has inspired me! It is as well in God in whom I believe!

Would you now with what you proved to Him? Will you as well prove this to me?


Bold and daring I feel he is ... !






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There was a story of a man who wrote from the heart.

With pen in hand he cut through worldly waters absent of faith .

He "wrote":?






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I am the wick He is the light, 
His majesty surounds all of Him, us.
I reach. The chains from my pen bind me.
Lord help me! Why ... ? Would you die for me?
Teach me Lord brake-me Lord, 
make me Lord ... again? Help 
me to better know-You?































(~)
(He comes in the morning.)

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