Short Owns Poems
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Nations; all studying their own history, as to reclaim back others land grab
Mother Nature; it's ok, when it comes to earth, I've got this one in the bag
God Owns Tomorrow
Miracle Man
4/18/2024
God holds the deed to my tomorrow,
and I’m a lessee once it’s today.
Each day, this time, He lets me borrow,
but once its past its gone to stay.
Fastidious to a fault
Precise to a point
My accountant thinks
he owns the joint
Yet he forgets, so easily
how he got his job
My customers pay his salary
though from them he’d steal and rob
Many have alot for me:
My brother has a plan for me:
My mother has hers,
My father have his,
Family want to say theirs.
But Yahweh also have his:
When my brother plan for next week:
Then Yahweh says:
'This week,i'll remove you from there'.
And so he did!
17:25:12:23:07
Who owns the wild rose?
The spring rain calls her up,
to seduce the common air.
Those with the pure of heart,
unafraid to bare their soul.
Riding the desert wind,
across the sands of time.
To receive their reward,
of a great inheritance.
A bright blue paradise,
in a lonely black sea!
1/30/2021
rrrrr rrrrr
Buzzing fly
Big one
Horse fly
Annoying me
I will snap it with my notebook
If I get the chance.
It lands on my hand.
I am not in the mood for this today.
rrrr rrrr
Now there are two of them
tormenting me
I am not in the mood
I miss them both
Several times
They buzz around me a bit more.
Just to show me who owns these woods.
Everybody owns an office,
Though not already swiveling its chair;
Everybody, custodian of some promise,
To think differently, simply unfair.
The yet-to -be jangling -the keys to -it
Isn't to be dismissed as unfit
Between Mr. Dalton and Lady Eunice,
All repositories of some gift
Before their last breaths have it surface
If not stupendously, more than a bit.
Xi's eyes really slant toward Taiwan
He'd grab it if we'd just be gone
The things in that land
Could strengthen his hand
And help him work on his hard on
Author's note: Tsars and oligarchs don't like free societies on their border as it makes them look bad. People want freedom and western culture. In this world of ours should lifestyle be dictated by latitude and longitude?
Our Father Owns It All
By Betty Harp Butler
Our Father owns the cattle
On ten-thousand hills-
The sheep in every fold.
The birds are His messengers.
Daily He sends them out-
With their joyful songs.
We can listen to them and behold.
We too are His handiwork.
We were the crown of all creation.
He made us for His fellowship.
What a joyful, joyful gift-
People for all the Nations!
I gazed at a rainbow so bright and lovely in the distance
I wonder .... is there gold at the end of the rainbow
Here I sit at my window and admire its beautiful colors
If it is .... gold at the end of the rainbow ....
Who put all their gold there
11.11.2012
A-L Andresen :)
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