It is all about children.
I know of a man who can be outspoken at times
he is also very rich, which can be an aber
the struggle to find meaning in life when
you can have all the physical things life offers
To be wealthy is a strain, do try it if you can
the man in mind also has a great sense of
wicket humor, which makes a so very human
He has the idea that people of means should
have as many children as they can
I agree the well-situated can afford to give
children a proper upbringing and a great education
and they will not have a disabling effect
the plague of poverty.
His critics are many, but that goes with the terrain
let me say the middle class also can have a child
or two or even three if they can afford that
the world needs lawyers and people to fill
office space and talk on the TV
As for workers, one child is enough physical
labor is no longer needed, anyone can learn
how to operate a forklift.
The rich man I know of has not spelled it out
like that because screams of protests,
might
lady riot, so let me put words in his mouth
It is all about children and the future
Considering the finale
Piloting my survival.
Anxious thoughts prevent deadly decisions
But these decisions have made themselves well-situated.
Still, prayers haven’t been answered
So I search and seek
Until I become conscious of where I am.
Idleness is my safest abode
I crave it when I leave it
And forget it when I drown in it.
No thoughts roam here
And the troubles do not keep me chained.
But I am without knowledge of the world
then can I feel safe in my humble, ignorant abode of nothing.
This isn't the golden mean
But the grey middle ground
That only darkens when dipped to either side.
It is not death that I seek
For death enters a void I cannot know
But the detachment from reality
and into the dungeons of the unknown.
Half Octavius Horn Limerick Page
When properly estimated goals are elevated,
And we either waited of have hesitated;
Thought for a while;
Then we did compile
Our ambition and effort which were related.
Looked all over the place as well as around,
Until my fine future I had finally found;
Had fun a lot,
Until was caught;
To find out in heaven God is also bound.
Almost one hundred months Obama did last,
Before he finally had landed at his last;
He would budge,
When wife did nudge;
A bright future for him by God was forecast.
When you are stabilized and well situated,
Things are easier on that can be concentrated;
Natural things come,
And no longer dumb;
Even when growing old and birthday celebrated.
Jim Horn
Show You the Way
Isle of Man much history it is full of
Has often been called island of love
No matter where on or is your stance
Island is completely full of romance.
In between everywhere is well situated
When there will be enormously elated
If on enchanted island either close or far
Pretty people an added plus they all are.
God, great becoming island did make
So perfect and never made a mistake
Even if off course or may be astray
To Isle of Man God will show you the way.
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