Babel No More
The trouble with looking at lifeFrom the darkness we are sometimes in
All you see is naked pain and pure strife
That's not where we should begin
Every moment we have a choice
Where we allow our minds to stay
Take control of the evil dark voice
Listen to him no more today
As tumbleweeds entangling our thoughts
Run quickly with purpose save your soul
Focus only on the one who bought
Our happiness was his goal
Even though we have all been there
In the piercing din of damnation
Where ideas thoughts becomes a blare
We remember we are God's creation
With thoughts of Madison I relate
And little man Joey as well
And don't forget Daisy Kate
Let them free you from your hell
These words are sent sincerely in love
I think your future well be bright and a ball
Just stay focused on the one voice from above
He protects you and me together on His wall
Poetry by Sam lockhart
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Written on 2006-12-04 at 19:33
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