Robert Walker Poet Concrete

To Each His Own

we all are blind ,until we see-that in the gods plan.
 nothing is worth the making if it does'nt make the man
 so why do we still build large cities, if the man unbuilt goes-- 
for it's in vain we continue to build-------
---- unless the builder also grows,,
                       
                       so

i looked at my friend that always stood by my side,
 and wondered why does'nt our enter spirits agree
 should i give up this friend that i so valued with pride,
 just because he does'nt serve the same God as me.

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Janet Wilson November 13, 2011 at 6:21 AM No who or where man is from GOD is of all. We may not acknowledge one God but God is of all....men...boys..creatures...animals, cause not one can place of remove the sun. I share your sentiments...well done.