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Sometimes the memories won’t fade 
         All the places we have seen
         All the prices we have paid 
The memories of the happy as well as the sad 
            The people we’ve lost
           The friends that we had 
Some memories just seem like a ghost 
I always lost everyone that I loved the most 
The wind would just carry them away 
             Along with my tears 
            And my ability to pray
    I wonder how far is heaven from here?
              How many more heartaches 
                 How many more tears 
              I wonder how far it is away
Because I have so many things that I wish to say 
To all the people that I loved and I lost 
             I’m not even tripping 
             My heart paid the cost 
The reaper rode the river in a bikers disguise 
I’ll never forget the fear in my mother’s eyes 
    As he drug her under and then let her go 
Through my four year old veins hate started to grow 
My eyes were blind my ears were deaf 
After that I forgot  
           There was anything left  
Karma is like poker for it is bound to luck 
When I was just a boy 
God through me under the truck 
Of all the things in life we feel 
   We are all bound to God’s will 
Passion is a doorway between love and hate 
    God is the dealer in the game of fate 
              Our place is not to question why 
                       For if we do our faith will die 
            The deeper we hate the deeper we love 
            I was gifted wisdom by the Lord above 
                    Every gift comes at a price 
A world of experience behind my advice 
     Every smile holds a lifetime of pain 
Nothing that happens should happen in vein 
                         It is our choice that which we do 
 Know in your heart these words are true 
The harder we fall the further we climb 
             No ones life is totally sublime 
Illusion after illusion will be offered to you 
                 But only the living word is true 
The living word that beats in your heart 
Will keep you safe as the world falls apart 
Through the pain of a boy watching his mother die 
It’s never to late to kiss the sky
A man of faith who could never give up 
Please come break my bread and share in my cup 
By the time our journey is through 
                      I’ll share all I am with you 
          Hopefully somewhere in my words you’ll see 
              ---Untwisted is truly the way to be---

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Date: 10/1/2009 7:46:00 PM
thank you for sharing a part of your inner passion .................kate
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Date: 8/31/2009 7:19:00 PM
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Date: 8/30/2009 8:53:00 AM
a very real piece of your heart you have shared here, Michael, well done! and thanks for your comments, jimmy
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Date: 8/30/2009 8:39:00 AM
I too, lost my mother when she was much too young, Michael, and throughout the years, the sorrow does tend to still grab hold.....however, most days the warmth of the love and memory in my heart keeps her close to me. I hope you will cling to the good part of Mother's time that she had with you. God Bless. Love, Carrie
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Date: 8/30/2009 6:50:00 AM
Here it is Sunday and the begining of a new week is upon us. And August is leaving us way to soon. I am enjoying reading such excellent poems today and am happy to see your poetry among them Michael. May your pen forever flow. Love, Carol
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Date: 8/30/2009 5:53:00 AM
My dearest Michael, You truly have the gift to help others heal through the widom written in your words - learned first hand through life's experiences. Such a precious gift God had given you. Again - you have touched my heart and soul. Love, Lainie
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Date: 8/30/2009 5:34:00 AM
Very powerful poem here Mr. Jordan ! Sad it is how we lose those we love,and suffer the burden of those who hate us ! Comfort,..comfort my friend,...John 3:16 james
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