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The Irremovable Guilt

Nobody has a spotless conscience, in some point of their life it got stained and certain mistakes were made, and words were lashed out with uncontrollable mischief; and doesn't that contempt refuse to leave... until the root of the reason is found? The irremovable guilt can destroy us to a great extend and cause restlessness! A valuable life was lost, because we failed to pay attention to glances and gestures, and preoccupied with our social status, to add more vitality to our image, we didn't lift their grave sorrow, never attempted to understand; and how will we know that we are forgiven, if no voice is heard? Be alert, distract heart and hear someone's need, try to read any alarming thought before they speak, and to avoid another loss, intercede at the instance, and intercept the vibes and emotions that lead to an inhuman deed; forget the unintentional harm done and reflect on an immediate change, find that solution in your untapped wisdom and be not swayed by error again; and in your search for humility and understanding: you will find the kindest friend, who will share your triumphs and defeats to invent the irony of a laugh! Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci

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Date: 4/16/2009 1:55:00 PM
It's so sad that people's cries for help go unheard. Often, it's too late when we realize they needed our help. Then all we can say is, "Why didn't I see this coming?" It's because they weren't listening with their hearts. What an insightful, brilliant poem! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 4/16/2009 11:45:00 AM
this is a great powerful poem, thats why God sent Jesus to die for us so we can turn our darkness into light so we can do his will not ours anyway a wonderful poem we are free through Jesus' blood, God bess from diane
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