Pilgrims without progress were a people by name,
They travelled a road that was always the same.
The way that was mapped for the route they took,
Was inscribed by pen in a leather bound book.
The road was rocky and scattered with thorn,
And the people were hot and feeling forlorn.
Their feet were sore and their faces were red,
And the sun shone without mercy down on their head.
The distance was painted with bright coloured flowers,
That soothed the eye and filled the long hours;
And a hawk that soared high in a bright blue sky,
Was looking for food to feed her babies nearby.
They kept on walking throughout the dark night,
With the moon on high shining her light.
A breeze that comforts touched their weary face,
Urging them onward to finish the race.
Though travels of all made them weary and sore,
A need to get there was not helping anymore;
For the way that they went led all of them round,
Back to the place where the beginning was found.
skipping scenes or skipping lines
well babe im yours but only till the end of time
its not to short but not to long
cant stand to sit an watch people play golf
i couldn't see the difference
you couldn't say i was blind
i learned a lot with these two fellows
not people my silent eyes that observe the story
the one you told
complained about the lonely an the cold
well when were you there?
what pain have you seen?
thats what i thought
you were just by the window but only to get a peep
Time has been that slavery was a common practice
War lords take over a nation then use the people for slaves
This went on in Israel, Egypt, China, and numerous other places.
We have heard of Pharoh of Egypt and Moses
Moses said to Pharoh one day, the God of Israel says "Let my people go!"
Pharoh thought these slave people are needed around here, free labor.
Pharoh said no I won't let you go.
God of Israel sent 10 plagues on the Egyptian people all the way into Pharoh's palace.
Their water was changed into blood. Plagues of gnats, flies, locust, frogs, boils, cattle died,
darkness in day time, and the last day the firstborn child died, then Pharoh let them go.
He still had not learned his lesson and he took his army out after the Israelites and then him and
his army was drowned in the river.
One hard hearted and headed man, met his doom.
Exodus the Holy Bible.
still needs work....
It's easy to ignore the things you see
We can easily dismiss or reason it out
The violence we see, the people that need help
somebody else will help, I have to go
What if nobody helped
What if the injured animal on the side of the road
Didn't get the help it could have
and instead of recovering
it died slowly.
We fear what we don't know
We find comfort, in daily schedules
The help we give can be extraordinary
Be brave! and help people we don't know
Be brave! and save an animals life
Be brave! don't ignore it
Be brave! feel the rush of something good
Be brave! and maybe you will find
Something you did't know was missing in you all along
Be Brave.
Underneath the glow of dusk
I see some street people that busk
An open case just by their feet
And people dancing to their beat
They do the songs they know so well
That people have to sit a spell
I seat myself to watch a bit
What do you know they play a hit
And then I rise to walk away
But turn back round to hear them play
A song I have not heard for years
It makes me think and brings some tears
It’s something from my horrid past
I’m just kidding my life’s a blast
We sure can say we did it right
And even did without a fight
My mind is noise inside my brain
That has me racing like a train
My hopes are that I don’t derail
If impaired I’d go to jail
Never drink and drive around
You may never get to make a sound
Like a wolf howling at the moon
Goodnight my friends I’ll see you soon
Snow, snow and more snow,
when will you stop,
of the flakes you do drop.
The blizzard of 2006,
so much snow has fell
many people stranded and in a fix.
Here in Denver stuck in traffic
slipping and sliding, oh so slick
if I have a wreck how tragic.
Closed highways, people stranded
this is one storm, not to forget,
finally at home, here we have landed.
wrote 12-20-06 by the next morning Denver had 29 inches on the ground and it had drifted even more, it was one of the worse storms in their history.