Cankerworm Poems - Poems about Cankerworm

...Some men on plenty feed, Yet customers of greed, The rash cankerworm breed, Never there for your needs, Worsening them like weeds... I know a Shameless Steed, Who'd never Gospels heed: Pleas......Read the rest...

...JUST AS BLACK The pot calls the kettle black, Only when it's convenient. But the razor blade and the two-edged sword cuts just as deep. The caterpillar and the cankerworm, both cancerous ......Read the rest...

...It’s a dreadful virus that has become an epidemic Just like cankerworm, it has eaten our educational fabrics Our educational system is anemic But there is a remedy; together we all can fight again......Read the rest...

... Underground bunker earworms love to listen to the Archie messaging Rapt in their sheltered atomic blast, dreamy past rewind, they snore ignore their borrowed time destiny On a se......Read the rest...

...I wish you were my brother, the son of my mother, This was the true dialogue with my soul, in many many days in a row. Until the cankerworm came, and my straying passion I could not tame this ......Read the rest...

...THE LORD OF SECOND CHANCE ‘I will give you back years eaten by cankerWORM’ Promises like this are to our heavenly father, a NORM Ability to honour His words are what make up His FORM No matter ......Read the rest...

...Spring. Same plants, same order. Monday morning, open for business. Tractor-trailers, day care centers. Every leaf that’s coming out is out. To tonight’s town meeting I will go unaware and fool......Read the rest...

...1 I say I'm a designer of systems, plans Man's Parts that stand together, set in place to serve Trees and planets, too, which are unplanned by us The observant, wise man Tries to understand ......Read the rest...

...Her eyes leak and her mouth sobs Her heart beats to the rhythm of the drums Her leg shivers and her hands weak On the actuality that a cankerworm has eaten deep What an absolute notion of melancholy......Read the rest...

...Raspy rich voices full of stank defeat blend into the backdrop of early morning Blood shot eyes cling to withered memories of lost splendor Desire cries to lick the fruit of possibility yet they......Read the rest...

...Raspy rich voices full of stank defeat blend into the backdrop of early morning Blood shot eyes cling to withered memories of lost splendor Desire cries to lick the fruit of possibility yet they......Read the rest...