Fast Poems - Poems about Fast

I will fast and ask the Lord..In prayer petition and happy Accord 'for an awakening in the world and land of my birth' a turn To God and away from the dearth.' The depths they have Plumbed in popular trends which are all false idols may They make amends, killing infants is murder..It I really so Wrong and walking...

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Things are changing, Maybe for the worst or best, Hope it's for the best, Just going with the flow. Things are going to get hard, The pressure is upon us, Yet here we are, Standing to finish strong. It's here. It's time, It's upon us to decide— To finish fast, Or to finish strong. ...

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The rats ate the walls, ate the clothes You could hear them baring teeth and boring holes And there was a sign outside the window But not a sign from God, it read “Win tickets for your family” When had I last seen? I woke up one morning with rats outside my cell The guard out there yelled out for me to...

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Life flies so fast See you after Today, next day. Don't think after What you do now Next, don't bother. Know for today After, don't mind Then, is not sure. Work for today Steps to goal A life's merit....

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Someone has said to me: Brother, if God is everywhere, Why should I go to church? And I said to him: Brother, the atmosphere is full of water If you get thirsty, you just don't drink right away You have to go to the source of water or a well In order to quench your thirst. Same with our spiritual life Your soul...

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Intro Clowns drive a Camaro and the World is full of clowns/ By the end of 2023, Camaro’s will run the town/ Even the clown haters wanna join the Camaro line/ Back to back to back we about to tear the circus down/ Verse One Clowns drive a Camaro, and drive them super fast/ Put the pedal to the metal, and you...

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I speak in parables and occasionally tell lies, Holy scriptures housing flames as rolling papers, Spent a few nights eating nothing but salt from shakers. Used to pray for the light but now disrespect favours, Pay off my therapist when I need a compliment on my behaviour. Yeah, Sugar crystal bites and a diet of capers, When...

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Oh dear sir quyeer, its headed for the weir.' And the keepers Are changing.' Quite a nuisanse indeed.' ( one must fear?)This body is most Foul..' the stink shall be intense..Many will desert, and your despair become immense.'...

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Thoughts come but do not linger They flutter and flit faster than hummingbirds’ wings In blips and darts I know too well how swiftly they can dissipate forever I write down my ideas fast now Before they disappear Once gone, they cannot be revised or revisited...

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Time is a word used to understand things that have passed, A word that could mean slow or conceptually fast, Do you understand what that means, Or do you grab on and fly by those pant seams, We use words to try to make sense of things, From cosmological couplings to New York fashion flings, A verbal frequency somehow makes sense, For...

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An Invisible Dictatorship Subtle Tyranny & Mask - To attentive Observers is now Slipping & Fast Overture toward false Maritime Law, Commercial illegality Certificate of Births, What on Earth then are we really here for? Is but one query in a desperate realm, a sea of illusion and neurotic mirth.. Trapped in voyage to an occult fellow-ship, Babylonian Pharisee Dogma and...

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Slow down. Catch your breath. Going too fast. To where? You don’t know! But you’ve got to get there. Can’t be slow. Can’t be late. Hurry. Hurry. You have to do something. Don’t know what. But you want what you want – NOW. It’s all about you. Be aware. Be wise. Slow down. You’re missing the best while striving for the unknown. ...

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- Time is a ship that does not cast anchor. - ...

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the boss has a stooge we give him incorrect facts betting on his speed...

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"Hold fast, don't let the lines slip", The ropes tighten around the mast of the ship, A salty Captain grasps the wooden helm, Waves rip on the horizon, his realm, Quartermaster yells "Storm heading northwest by west", White knuckled the captain shrugs as though a jest, "Hold fast Boys! This'll be a rough ride", The crew gazed upon the captain with pride, From...

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