Best Straight And Narrow Path Poems

The times of which the prophets wrote is taking shape at last. It won't be long till 
that fateful day we hear the trumpets blast.
The bright blue heavens will disappear, as the stars drop out of sight, the 
stillness in our hearts as each day...

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I was born before her-
but she existed 
long before my life's debut.
Ancient Spirit.......
Old Soul!....Really Old Soul!
The "Great I AM"
knows her as "Tracey, You AM!"
As a young girl she was giving advice
to adults.......
they would listen and take it to heart!
SERIOUSLY!!!
That was a sign!
She was always there.....
ALWAYS-
but...

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Mind Bender

I try to bend my mind around a straight line.
Pondering the lies imbedded in yesterdays truths.
False prophets, masquerading on wisdoms mountain.
"come taste our wares"
I become intoxicated on prides pie.
Tasting success's extinction.
Lives forsaken,
sacrificed on altars of progress.
Beads of glass breaking in upturned palms
whispers from the...

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This life of joy and sorrow, weighs heavy on a fragile soul.
Waiting ever till tomorrow, for broken hearts being made whole.
Like autumn  leaves of papered gold,  promises scattered on the ground.
Dreams of childhood are bought and sold, to corporate prisons we are bound.
Loving...

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A feather may not break any bones while on it's downward spiral,
but it will nonetheless find a resting place
Though you may think Styrofoam isn't much of anything
if a whole house made out of it you still couldn't lift it
You may easily slice through the air...

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I’m so high on life, I’m higher than the moon,
It’s no longer mind-altering substances that I consume,
I keep my feet on this straight and narrow path,
Saving my life from its downhill destructive wrath,
It’s times like these where I’ve seen brighter days,
I wake up thankful now,...

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Seven Yesrs Ago


Seven years ago on this very day,
The most wonderful man in my life passed away.
He was gentle and sweet and giving,
Played cards or bet horses for a living.
We’d go to the footy or soccer each weekend,
A tradition on which I could always depend.
Although...

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She had a squint, knocked knees and crooked teeth
 But she had a heart of gold and we all loved her
 Her teeth were crooked but her ways were straight
 Her heart was pure and we all counted on her
 She indulged in no self-pity...

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I'm standing on the grasslands surrounded by trees
I'm looking for my Father Shepherd I am lost amongst the leaves
Wandering aimlessly 
My mind is frozen my heart pounds, crazy I'm lost
I cried aloud to the winds carry my voice
Wandering aimlessly 

Why did I remove myself from...

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My Missing Link

After waking up I did start to think
Maybe the Lord is my missing link
Who I forgot about and had ignored
With Him should strike up a chord.

If the Lord and I were on same track
And nothing would I ever have to lack
Found out that...

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Observe the movements of a serpent,
see how it moves on the ground
It never moves in a straight line;
always left to right,
right to left
Like a crooked S
That crooked walk is the serpent sway ---
never gonna come straight,
that ain't the serpent way
All I know, is what the...

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Suffering and Misery Have Gone

I do not follow rules and am uncouth
Comply wit rebellious ways of my youth
And things am clearly starting to see
Without God there never will be a me.

Inside me is a life needing to come alive
Then survive and eventually to revive
Itself so...

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This is the story of Joe, he use to be all aglow, loved to put on a show and whatever he did, he did like a pro.

One day he was feeling low said life was moving to slow, he felt he needed to grow and...

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He Will Lead Me…

Jesus is with me every step that is taken,
With HIM in my life—I am never forsaken! 

A straight and narrow path is what he will make,
He’s there to lead and guide me every step that I take.

Every choice I have, every step...

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The ladder is cold steel and past its days, dulled to a natural grey
Yet its rungs still stand strong, stretched over the battered frame
See over time, a ravished age, the world has grasped the ladders reigns
And scratched and shaked, but the ladder would only twist
And...

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