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Poetry of the Past.....

So while cleaning out my infamous car trunk... I found an old tablet with a couple of poems I wrote for my Sabbath school class back in 2002. I had a little bit of skill..hope you enjoy.

                                Who Was There?

When The Clouds Hang Low and You Can Hardly See The Road
Just Thought You Should Know, God Is Always In Control

If You Take The Time, time to realize... Who
Who was there to wipe the tears away?
Who was there when you didn't know your way? or what to say?
Who told you to pray?

Was it your family or your friends?
Neither... you say?
Then who was there?

It Was He Who Sticks Closer Thank a Brother
He Knows The Secrets hid deep in your heart

If they still ponder upon who was there....
Be sure to tell them that it was he who died upon the cross
Just to save those who should be lost.

He, Jesus was there.

                                  The Life Unknown

 Lives are stories that we read each day
Some we comprehend, others we throw away.

Lives are biographies, some are written down, some are incomplete and the others... buried six-feet deep.

One's words are deep....
Others put you to sleep
But there is only one good enough for me

The Word.

We heard it from the beginning
It's pages never end.
It's syntax is so plain, that even I can feel..
I can feel the rain when HE flooded the Earth
I can even see Jeremiah.. ripping his shirt and pouring dirt.

Its author is known... worldwide
He has written biographies, he has recited poems, he has given us advice to stay away from evil and harm.

There is only one piece of literature missing from the collection.
His autobiography...
When was he born? When will he die?

Never will it be written until he comes to receive me..
Me and the others in perfect peace and harmony, so that I can see that his life, his story, his time goes on for an eternity.
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