Poerty and prose
They were not hells Angels that sat in the tomb that day sent by God to help Jesus on his way … Back to the Father not to stay Jesus has risen and is on his way … The tomb clothes there they lay as a witness to those who came there that day … Jesus has risen that’s what they did say on that wonderful day.
Up to John 21. Alan
They want to nail me to a cross … How savage are these lot … My own people who hate me a lot … They want to take me away from my earthly family whom I love a lot … One Angel could come and wipe out these lot … There nailing me to the cross … I’m just a disciple following Jesus to the cross.
John 14. Alan.
Drink to the King.
Drink to the King.
Drink is a terrible thing if you’re not careful it will become your King … Ring your children slur your voice it’s your thing … Your insides begin to rot your liver will pickle a lot … Cause your loved one’s to worry a lot … In the gutter you will slot … Your pockets your King will sting as your head no longer thinks a lot … Where have your loved ones gone your King didn’t think of them a lot … Call out to Jesus he really does love
Updated Aug 2nd 2013 at 05:26 AM by Amencorner
Our Kitty Cats
We prayed for our own kitty cat
And God blessed us with two
Who love it when we hug and pat
And carry them 'round too.
Born on a farm in Paraguay
Then dropped off at a mall;
We noticed them when we walked by -
They looked so scared and small.
Three weeks have passed since we came home
With our two kitty cats
And since then they have blossomed; grown
And look much less like rats.
Updated Dec 19th 2012 at 12:03 AM by paidforinfull
Lean On Me
When I was yet a tiny fir tree
Shallow-rooted, supple, thin;
Another young tree grew beside me
And I thought it rude of him.
I needed space; refused to share -
Why couldn't he just go away?
About his needs I did not care,
But always wanted my own way.
Then one fateful day at dawn
As dew drops sparkled on my leaves,