Straighten Poems - Poems about Straighten

Are many questions that run through my mind. Why does anyone want to do away with NATO? Russia only represents 10% of world's GNP. How are they having such a dynamic impact on the world? Should Trump be compared to Navalny? Trump indicated that America is becoming a Communist Country. How did he come to that conclusion? Do you think that we should be...

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Everyone is struggling with something. And many of us have traumatic childhoods from which we need to heal. In order to heal, we need to take time, self-care and space from the world. But, we also need to be able to ask for help when we need it. It's definitely challenging, but a journey worth...

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BENT Can one turn and live in ways They’ve never done before? Can natural heart be bent around To do what’s not inclined? My way is mine and yours is yours. We seek our way so much, For this is how we’re bent. Yes, we’re bent, where God would have us straight. Formed in crooked shapes, we mar the earth, With ego goals for self—desperate,...

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Press With Stress To Straighten Out Mess What we really wanted to do was press, Down hard to straighten out the mess; Then do select, What to correct; Should emphasize with much stress. Jim Horn...

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Tomorrow 10/29/2017 is Psalm 90:1-6 and 13-17 with a gospel of Matthew 22:34-46. Straighten Out Our Mess What we will need to straighten out our mess, Is always God's love along with graciousness; We had heeded, Rules we needed; Glad all of us with His Holy Son He did bless. Jim Horn St. James Episcopal Church Shallotte, NC...

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I never possessed time. Time that I would call my own. You see, amidst a broken heart. I had heard a friend cry. She said her own heart had been broken. So I listened, counselled and wiped away her tears. There was no time to sit and feel sorry for myself. With a broken thumb. A pounding headache. A hard day at work. I wanted...

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Straighten Things Out There are Achilles heals and thorns in sides Bible we will read and God who in us abides Even some sins we may have committed Which later in prayer, we often admitted. Without God what would we ever do Is only one who did make dreams come true Along with Christ who once had been here And still in...

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(This is a fictional poem) For many years I was a crook and so was my best friend. last week he got shot and his crime spree came to an end. That could've easily been me who got in the shoot out with those cops. I've been doing some thinking and my days of being a crook must stop. It...

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