Michael Smith Poet Rhyme

When Rumors Spread

Words are in the winds
As typhoons rumors spread
Loosely destructive dance for thee
From home to door, through hole of key
Words are in the winds
As knives in backs when rumors spread
And in the end
God weeps for all, the souls are suffering

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Michael Smith September 9, 2011 at 11:13 AM Believe it or not this came to my while trying too fall asleep at two in the morning. I am suprised I remembered it the next day.

Carol Sunshine Brown September 2, 2011 at 2:39 PM outstanding Michael Smith September 9, 2011 at 11:12 AM Thank Carol.