Best Census Poems

How can one man find
More faith in a crevasse of Siula Grande,
Than most will ever know,
Sitting beneath a pulpit on Sunday?

Dulling the truth to grow...

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A FORGOTTEN ANGEL

Who was she?  They wondered
No one knew her name
Where did she live?  They wondered
No one ever saw her playing
How old was...

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It’s autumn time in America,
the colors are changing ...
(it’s alt right to gasp in whited disbelief)
as poplar majority, quaking Aspen leaves
slowly fall off 
the John...

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You know, its been in most fimiliard circles that the saying is...."tomorrow is
not promise to you". Yet 7 day's a week the census of time...

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"Let him who is without sin cast the first stone", said The Master.            ...

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Cap’n Thunderbolt

The moon stood out 
Any traps about  
Cap’n Thunderbolt did ask
He was on the road again 
Brown snake for break-in-fast

The Drover said they...

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We have all gotten used to wearing our masks just like we do our bras and panties, now we need get used to wearing a...

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I don't know what you came to do 
But I came to praise the Lord
To proclaim His anointing spirit
And with Him to get on board
Jesus...

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Learning to change stinky diapers
                 While holding my breath
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The church door was unlocked
So I went inside
Many pews had spider web barriers in place
Yet the linen was clean and ironed
Dates of mass clearly on...

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Trump and Approach Are Superficial

Started at beginning and point that is initial,
His approach and appearance are superficial;
Trouble up stirred,
With each word;
Statements Trump made had been...

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On a headstone in the ground, 
a life's summation can be found:
born and died and little more
marks the end with an underscore.

Before I die I'd...

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So why did I do it?
It still isn't clear.
The rooms were all taken;
The busiest this year.
And all of them dusty,
And all of them tired.
The trek...

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I know you invited the Brothers to side-line along,
but only if we are here to listen;
Don't speak.

Yet I may have credential for qualifying voice.
For I,...

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Hard Time With Statistics

People had hard time believing latest statistics
Made by morons who must be marvelous mystics
All of the relationships with everything is inverted
What is...

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