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Please take a moment to wash your hands,
Clean up that mess all around where you stand.
Honestly, has it not once ever crossed your mind,
If you looked under that sink what you might find?
I sometimes wonder when I go to touch my mouth,
I could contaminate myself and become sick no doubt.
Everything we touch has been touched many times before,
Fighting Germs like these, Well, it's nothing but a war.
Just try and imagine all the things we must breathe,
Scarry as Hell when it's something we can not see.
Is there anywhere that is safe you might ask?
I can not answer that, but for now, I'll wear a mask.
It's all bad and that my Dear Friends is really sad,
When folks don't think of others, it makes me mad.
We become very ill because of so many contaminations,
Just ask your Doctor when you're at your next examination.
Nasty stuff that contamination.
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Sneaky scoundrel, so sinister
like your scarry Siamese twin.
Grin result of disobedience
secured by Satan at the tree.
On Abel, you first set your eyes,
from mother earth his blood still cries.
Your thirst for victims knows no end
to Sheol, countless hosts, you send.
Your heart was pleased with Noah’s flood,
you had your fill of human blood.
With wars, famines, and homicide,
from you, doomed mortals cannot hide.
Like a tyrant, you rule with might,
claiming new victims, day, and night.
Soon your reign of terror will end
and the saved of earth will ascend.
When you and Jesus had the clash,
you then knew you had met your match.
When he arose with fists held high,
you knew that one day you will die.
Thanks to God for the victory won
through Jesus Christ His only Son,
that we may live and ever stay
in that fair land of fadeless day.
Self belief, I have always had,
Even if it waxed and waned.
Not liking the cold,
It sometimes disappeared underground,
Only reappearing when the daffodils in full
Bloom announced spring was here.
Year by year as I grew older,
It grew bold and strong,
Taking the lead whenever doubt slowed me down.
While I have secretly welcomed the change in it's demeenor
Lately I have come to the scary realisation
That others have been watching it grow.
And now they have started to believe in me too.
It really has come as a bit of a shock,
To find myself in this unfamiliar place,
With what I say and do,
My good and my bad
Influencing others.
But it is too late to turn back now,
I have looked into the eyes of those who have hitched their star
To mine.
It is time to face this new fear,
So as not to let them down.
But now if you will excuse me I think I
Should go and build a glass house,
So I can have daffodils all year round.