Oral Roberts Poems - Poems about Oral Roberts

...How do you spell Wonderful Human Being, it's spelled A-G-N-E-S. My mom really was as wonderful as I claim, she was the greatest. Everybody loved my mom because she cared. When she got money, she d......Read the rest...

...A seething summer morning in the oil boom trailer park Oral Roberts on the radio with the gospel told by Mark The reek of raw petroleum is everywhere around We little oil trash urchins play marble......Read the rest...

...I was 10 years old when she prayed with me, that's when she gave herself to Jesus you see. I remember her kneeling right next to my bed after she prayed she would kiss my forehead. Mom was ......Read the rest...