Lewisburg Landmarks
The Marshall County
Courthouse keeps safeguards
While Main street trades it daily ideology.
Rock Creek moves slow,
Steady as folks heading in and out
Of Kroger 's.
And the Walking Horse Museum stands
Quiet,
Holding history like reins in it's hands.
Lewisburg ain't enormous grassland
It'll test your balance the same stay standing,
And you've earned your boots in this town.
It is everyone's business
To, in happiness invest.
And in kindness,
To take interest,
And good deeds to bless.
Nobody's patience is put to the test,
When happiness,
Is seen at its best,
When happiness,
Gains more interest.
Which is good for business,
Gives our doctors a well earned rest,
When few of us are under stress,
And we see happiness as best,
If we want to live off the interest.
Questions
Questions aren't a form of Disrespect.
Was the World better when you were
Young? Or you were just too young to
Notice it's flaws.
People think disrespect is something to
Tussel about, It's not.
It's something to keep an eye on, I have
Thousands of questions in my mind, I
Have too much to say, Wanna hear?
The world stood still, then moved again,
But now with rhythm you held no blueprint,
No plan nor masterkey, yet questions remains
To unlock ourselves, So why remember
Questions missed? Why not bother with it
At all? Because always issues wanted or not.
Questions remains.
The load bearing capacity
Load bearing consistency
It lack such but provides
the artist the ability to create
It's need for insulation
He stood before with
Such a grin
The conversation would be
needed to talk in a standized
Way.
Grams into ounces
Kilos into pounds
Liters into cups
They stood there smiling
Like gold miners we
Struggle with the same
Math.
Might these conversations
Make the fear of gypsum
Block making easier or
easiest that we fear not
that thou are with us
To speak these manga stations true.
That those who wish us parted
May frown in the fact that have
been undermined in a reversed fashion
Might they then speak us as
Lord and Laird, yet we pray
Yet we pray!
If miracles were made in the Sun
I would come and see you before the day is done
I would whisper good news in your ears
And touch the passion that has been sleeping for years
And drive out the monstrous fear
Wake up to the peace around you
for summer is smiling within you
Go shopping for your summer wear
And live the life that you always fear
Go partying on the beach, and bring
The carnival back on the street
And wear something nice above your knee
For you are going to make noise in
The street for the entire day
until the stress goes away
You will carnival in state, city, village and municipality
Until you drive the demons out of the town
Give everyone an hand Kerchief to wave and make some
Noise in the place; eat drink and be merry
According to the biblical prophecy
, you can hold the world in the palm of your hand
And the heavens will make you strong
Nature will tell you what to do for life is bigger than you
Sound the alarm in every town and dance till the mountains
Come down, and when your hearts are free you
You will slip away from the crowd and walk
With me in silence by the sea ,and gaze at your destiny.
An Author To Their Work
By Antuan Simmons
The author to their work.
Is like a man or woman to their family.
The pen and pencil is the son they guide to do right.
Guiding to write that first draft.
The keys to the computer is that spouse.
You spend quality time with.
Every punch to the fingers to computer keys.
Is a punch to create that storyline.
The late-night meals and sleepless nights
Is like caring for a daughter.
You miss sleep and but eat in the morning hours.
To fill in the beginning, in between, and end of your book.
Those words on paper is like giving birth.
Because you are putting a creation of literature together.
That comes from the bones, skin, heart, thoughts, and thinking of your mind.
Every formulated image in the story comes from the spirit within you.
The book is your family.
Because sometimes you spend more time creating a literary masterpiece story.
Then you do with your own actual family.
You eat, travel, drive, text, and talk with copies of your beloved book.
I am burning in the sweltering heat
And it is just over a hundred degree
The sun is burning in my head
And a terrible pain is writhing in my neck
And water is springing up in my face
But I am holding on to my grace
I was wondering how to ease this discomfort
When all that I could see was a valley of trees
Standing up in front of me and flies crusading in the ceiling
And cobwebs stretching about
Oh how it makes my spirit wants to shout
Hope suddenly rose out of the ground
And saturate my flesh and I breath
A sigh of relief and my spirit emerge from the deep
But my spirit began to weep and the tension rolled away
And took all the bad feelings away
And suddenly a streak of light filled the sky
And Just as I thought of it the rain clouds burst open
And fill my soul and cool down the temperature
On the ground, nature is always standing by
To rescue me from the heat and fill me up with words
To climb the ladder of hope.
The path before me is clear
And I can see you gallivanting over there
The water is gushing out of the stream
And someone is messing with my dreams
The mission of life is almost complete
So meet me at the corner street
I need some time by myself
to figure out how the universe blend
The chatter is rising, the calls are getting louder
And I must make up my mind before the dam breaks
We are walking on borrowed time.
Walk with me to the corner street
and I will show you where destiny meets
Politiker niedrig carbon auß
Low grade carbon Politicans go!
Ihr seid nicht nuztfoll kein wert
Kein ahnûnug
You are of no use, you are mindless
Cronies.'
Der zukunft ist heir im Berlin heute
2024, die leüte sind rau! sie whërte
Du bist auß-pieste' die bauer
Im friedens laßen.!
The future is here, in Berlin today in
2024, the people are angry.' They are
Defending, you have gone off-track.'
Leave the farners in peace.'
Du bist niedrig carbon mensch
You are low value carbon people.!
they promised to find him
among mortal
they wished to find him
one spoke of him
as if he had
seen and spoke to him
then he reported that he had been
deceived and called the
person a true Satan.
When he was among folk that he could
understand and
who's faiths had
values to believe
he made query into those
tomorrows that would
the todays of Times
well spent
they planned events together
and rherst together
they sorted changes together
and made time
for one another and
the need to be as one
there strength came
from there alliances
neither dispute
or decisive tongues
could speak them apart
that they stood strong
to trophy what they had achieved!
The Fugue Song Aria
They poured a slab and bui retaining wall in the enbankment
they used cynderblocks to make a room with a chimmey. They covered it with stones and concrete.
They buried the prefab house and sprayed insulation around the windows and base of the building and sprayed whole unit to create a large stone!
A beckoning hurt hand
Something to understand
And then try to withstand
Or, else, vacate one’s stand…
‘’See, I’m badly bleeding,
My ignorance pleading,
That it be told the truth
And nothing but whole truth
About this grave of Ruth!
That had caused Frank a tooth!
‘’Does grave wish to be dug?
We could off the stuff shrug,
I leave with what I have
Cleanly sure I won’t starve!
Soon, a self-pitying head
Wanting pillow and bed,
Not Greg’s guiltless bloodshed….
Greg, who shall next week wed.
The sky appears to be the only ceiling,
As this bazaar stalls fair weather in exchange.
And while sales are all important, a lot of
Begging & bartering seems popular to interchange.
Admittedly, my fascination is endless, as
The diversity & creativity search my soul.
While I roam about to find novel & new treasures,
Makes me think I've been stuck too long in a black hole.
Whether it's the open air or leisurely pace, the
Pleasure of shopping fills me beyond just common sense.
Since one can easily connect with these artisans
And merchants, creating bonds at no ones expense.
Citizenry
Should learn
To differentiate between needs and wants
Much more before they waste their resources
Hard-earned money
Right now
Swift understanding
To differentiate between needs and wants
Someone to live without a want
Only a need
By Chipepo Lwele
Do hard times causes trials?
Do hard times causes vexing, troublesome?
Do hard times causes sorrows?
Do hard times causes worrying?
Hard times oftentimes are stepping stones of one’s reverence, beliefs, and tests oftentimes one may perceive their alone at this stage the Most high has
Our hands directing one’s passages in disguises confronting trials in hard-times.
Lets go in parallel
Sideways look is bearable
Lest we slow in series
Or turn into a salt pillar
From frequent look backs
So lets go in parallel
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