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    Kindness is partial…persuasive;
    Love might attract the soul;
    Compliments lift lonely hearts;
    Warmth desolves the cold.

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    Kindness is partial…persuasive;
    Love might attract the soul;
    Compliments lift lonely hearts;
    Warmth desolves the cold.

    Blindly, we seek another spirit;
    Another…incongenial fool.
    Striving desparately to alter ego;
    Change our heavenly tool.

    We labor as fools–discording love;
    Utilizing kindness in revenge.
    Such inclination to harbor hate;
    Evil…to make devils cringe.

    Spirit whispers peace…with kind;
    Let foolish hearts desolve.
    Understanding calms the mind;
    Love persuades: resolve.

    There is no depth within our view;
    No principle shining bright.
    Sight is darkened by heavy clouds;
    No reason to choose the right.

    We dare not abandon–dear cruelty;
    Our journey swiftly downhill.
    Hate!…we are compelled to love;
    All the way down…to hell.
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    “Seek the Kingdom of Heaven”–is a perilous search;
    “Hunger and thirst”…uncovers the world too much.
    “Body parts and passions” express the glory of God;
    Entangles a soul in a shallow world, is sensually odd.

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    “Seek the Kingdom of Heaven”–is a perilous search;
    “Hunger and thirst”…uncovers the world too much.
    “Body parts and passions” express the glory of God;
    Entangles a soul in a shallow world, is sensually odd.

    “Become one with me!…as I, in my Father’s way.”
    “Ye are not mine”…except, “all as one” earthly stay.
    “Love thy neighbor”…that thy soul may be divine;
    “Trust not!…in the arm of flesh”…in a world of time.

    Esteem thyself…low, for “pride cometh before a fall!”
    Souls are great in His sight, so long as they are naught.
    Abasement of self…reaches up a small degree higher;
    Embracing the truth reveals…the crafty edge of a liar.

    God’s thoughts are hardly pleased to agree with you;
    Moral character changes, by who tells you what to do.
    “Yesterday…today…forever”–is a mountain of light;
    Your best opinion, will never change wrong…to right.

    One valid chance allows us to dwell with God on high;
    We must resist the offer of that…damned father of lies.
    With courage, descend into a hole…reaching for a top;
    There is no success on earth greater than a lowly flop.

    Entrap a tender heart of some beautiful fleshy desire;
    “Love God Almighty”…and, become a productive sire.
    “Have no other gods”…to embrace within thy cherish;
    Bind her heart with all thy love, or “thou shalt perish.”

    “A man is not without the woman…in the Lord.”
    Life begins and ends…with a trust for tricky words.
    “A woman is not without the man”…if, she chooses;
    Trust the love of flesh…is valid, until, the man looses.

    A cad, and a “jackass”…emerging from the Bible;
    “Sweat from his brow”…is hardly enough for a label.
    His testament of truth…is sincerely gentle and kind;
    But, he must love the world, if he will deserve mine.

    Romantic passions are impelled with purpose design;
    Searching for happiness…by following a lovely sign.
    Experiencing a physical sensation–in a body of flesh;
    Trusting that lust, will never foil…love’s alluring mesh.

    Life is all around…sounding complaints of every kind.
    “The straight and narrow path” is a whimsical line.”
    Romance obliges trust; passions will not be ignored;
    Believe in suspicion!…God will allow flesh–to be sure.

    “Do unto others” by just “turning the other cheek.”
    This good ole earth…belongs to the suffering meek.
    Christ’s crucifixion…pays for the sinners who repent;
    The straight and narrow…attracts ways that are bent.

    “Agree with thy adversary” who seeks your destruction;
    Supreme intervention…is a miracle under construction.
    Your battered cheeks–glow red…with a life of blood;
    Enemies strive for heaven…for an act of brotherhood.

    Pleasure enthralls the soul…through grapes of wrath;
    Going the wrong way–traveling on a righteous path.
    A journey–the right way, on paths of worldly pursuit;
    “The world is too much with us”…ironically, we loose.

    The wise are obliged to act with wisdom–at a sting,
    Regardless of what paradoxical situations may bring.
    Gracefully, sacred things measure divine reverence.
    “Overcome the world”; glory invites your severance.
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    Climb the stairs,
    all-the-way to the top!
    You will tire…
    to soon! but don’t stop.
    Make constant plans;
    move-on!…don’t slow-up.
    Bravery owns the right,
    to grant a winner’s cup.

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    Climb the stairs,
    all the way to the top!
    You will tire…
    to soon, but don’t stop.
    Make constant plans;
    move-on!…don’t slow-up.
    Bravery owns the right
    to grant a winner’s cup.

    Discovery of unknown heights;
    ascending unsteady stairs,
    is yet a perilous climb.
    Each testy move–up!…requires
    another downward pull;
    but, never stop to pine.

    You have the natural stuff,
    to treat the task–at wit.
    All you have!–it takes.
    Courage musters enthusiasm,
    climbing through the risk;
    keep-up a natural pace.

    Time delivers mysterious clouds;
    adverse craftiness arising…
    to trip your weary mind.
    Hold-on!…to adhesive thoughts;
    refuse to relinquish advances.
    Your clouds!…will subside.

    Up here!–at the pinnacle,
    where all is well–at best;
    remember here and now:
    Stop to glory!…
    then, you’re on your way down.
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    The world is a negative place–alluding away;
    Drawing conclusions that enhances with pain.
    Touch the poison!…enticing spirits seem to say;
    Natural desires of the mind are drifting insane.

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    The world is a negative place–alluding away;
    Drawing conclusions that enhances with pain.
    Touch the poison!…enticing spirits seem to say;
    Natural desires of the mind are drifting insane.

    Resist odious temptations–yielding destruction;
    Divine providence…so, beckons love to increase.
    Raise love above the world’s painful disruption;
    Surrender no hateful heart to a misery decease.

    Love mobilizes deep vibrations of splended hue;
    Including fabulous colors to enchant the rainbow.
    Rain allures searching walks…with nothing to do;
    No place better, than…for a seeking heart to go.

    Consider the colors of the rainbow in the sky.
    Are there any!…more beautiful than the other?
    Hearts with love!…expressing colors may spy:
    Rainbows are equally matched–with another.

    Would beauty be more beautiful in technicolor,
    Obtaining the chance to express a tender part?
    Subtle!…are equal colors in passionate fervor;
    Encompassing…all feelings of the human heart.

    There is no wonder!–God created the rainbow!
    Satisfaction to the soul!…with a beautiful wear.
    Each colorful hue is endowed with love to sew;
    Heaven has many colors for the world to share.
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    Clouds of delusion,
    Shows the way.
    Forsaking thoughts;
    Others may stay.

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    Clouds of delusion
    Shows the way.
    Forsaking thoughts;
    Others may stay.

    Been there–done that;
    OK…for passing.
    Time passes on and on;
    Nothing is lasting.

    Eyes…widely in focus,
    Views this cloud.
    Sunbeams are really
    Shining proud.

    Adventure beckons
    Hearts that grow.
    Though ruts will pull
    Down–with “no.”

    Traveling this world,
    To find a soul;
    One who is cool,
    But, not too cold.

    This great big network
    Of cities and towns.
    Someday may lay ties,
    But, hardly now!

    Circle the globe,
    To live a dream;
    One that’s everything,
    Just…as it seems.

    Highways are available,
    For most anyone.
    Vehicles…with gas,
    Gets things done.

    World…of traveling,
    Keeps me cool;
    Highways of gravel,
    Fills my soul!

    Purposes of life,
    Having life done.
    Dreams that deal,
    Are lots of fun.

    Which clouds are left–
    Directing the way?
    Obstacle’s delusion
    Are deals that pay.
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    A truely humble plan…
    designed for man,
    By a generous gift,
    that man may stand.
    Simple weaknesses…
    plant the strongest,
    As gifted humility
    rises the longest.

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    A truely humble plan…
    designed for man,
    By a generous gift,
    that man may stand.
    Simple weaknesses…
    plant the strongest,
    As gifted humility,
    rises the longest.

    No man confesses…
    to know his history,
    On a path divine…
    steps into memory.
    Oh, careless walk…
    hidden from the sun,
    A wretched man
    breaks into a run.

    An open book…
    is closed by prayers;
    Available…only to God,
    as a dance for liars.
    Confession feels good,
    as an emotional toll;
    This deed design…
    serves a gifted soul.

    God is aware, and sees…
    every careless deed.
    A still…small…hush-a-bye…
    for a hopeful need.
    Raise the folly proud…
    to a humble deed,
    As compassionate hearts…
    speed-on…for happy.
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    In the bottomless well of refinement,
    Essential expression seeks for words.
    Struggling, as to reverence confusion,
    Thought!…wings flight–on eagle birds.

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    In the bottomless well of refinement,
    Essential expression seeks for words.
    Struggling, as to reverence confusion,
    Thought!…wings flight–on eagle birds.

    Wallowing, with understanding…alose,
    Deep down within a shallow mind.
    Speed interprets behavior…on course;
    Words accumulate a searching sign.

    Gender separation…circumvents wit;
    Affection blends a dividing line.
    Refinement cues…order words-of-wisdom,
    Where eagles fly within the mind.

    Rest the struggle, as with a task-at-hand,
    Strengthens vital wings in flight.
    Retreat a moment!…to regroup concerns;
    Read the signs of an electric kite.

    Manipulation!…dares not–to rest-in-peace;
    Wading through clever ways, aloof.
    Skill possesses the mind–a resolute proof;
    Words!…reach tenaciously for truth.

    Improvement averts wreckless thoughts;
    Words are prone to decline might.
    Mental maneuver draws the mind away;
    Words manage to confirm the right.

    Alas, eagles fly true…for freedom’s peace;
    Sickness can not permit this height.
    Words print wisdom–on an eagle’s back;
    Thought ascends gracefully to flight.
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    Oh!…that angels could penetrate a crusty heart;
    Spy a shazo folly;…tactfully, criticize it not.
    Angels know the worth of souls, tho’ fools rage-on;
    Altering “powers that be”–to take us home.

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    Oh!…that angels could penetrate a crusty heart;
    Spy a shazo folly;…tactfully, criticize it not.
    Angels know the worth of souls, tho’ fools rage-on;
    Altering “powers that be”–to take us home.

    God offers a strategy of hope, that serves to save;
    Unwinding a worldwind–untwisting a knave.
    Love glows dimly…with a man of powerful hands,
    As craft strolls alongside–equal with friends.

    Heavenly light beckons to faith, for hope to reach
    Fellowship angels–so boldly taught to preach.
    Folly yields to no enlightened mind–radiating skill;
    Over-ruling God…with a cunning social appeal.

    Trickery betrays submission…of a righteous claim;
    Though souls are great, folly shares no blame.
    Criticism freely descends from points of upper scale,
    For the scale sharply strikes a crucifixion nail.

    Come follow the angels to a beautiful home on high,
    Where love opens doors for true eternal rights.
    Power emerges forth, with cruel administrative will;
    Congenial repents…to a critical and bitter heel.

    Omnipotent–overlays of power, glow in pure glory;
    God shares no vain enticement–in man’s story.
    Truthful sense, with an abstract defense–in deed;
    Power contends with “truth that sets you free.”

    A pit, with trust in power, relinguish persistent folly;
    Matters!…that save greater souls, who are jolly.
    Gravity pulls at men…to administer a grip with sin;
    Escape the folly power–for another soul to win.
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    God!–He is a Majectic Being.
    Being a God is great.
    Never prone to stress the day
    ‘Bout what he shouldn’t eat.

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    God!–He is a Majestic Being.
    Being a God is great.
    Never prone to stress the day
    ‘Bout what He shouldn’t eat.

    God is cool as the morning breeze;
    –A soft breeze to cool the day.
    Performs His duty with ease…
    Regardless of what you say.

    No!…our God does not worry;
    Nor get a kick on ulcers.
    Cures cancerous lies we carry.
    God is not a sucker!

    Business…of a temporal god,
    Cannot carry-out his will.
    He frets–about being odd;
    Wasted life…he sent to hell!

    Rest assured, life must workout;
    Omnipotent God is not a fool.
    Absolutely!…no room for doubt.
    Cling to GOD, who is cool.
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    Be not clever–knowing good, but devising evil,
    Descending to a level, as souls entertain devils.
    Where will be the comfort…in that destination?
    Opposite choices possess a counter dimension.

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    Be not clever–knowing good, but devising evil;
    Descending to a level, as souls entertain devils.
    Where will be the comfort…in that destination?
    Opposite choices possess a counter dimension.

    Agency obviously plays perception with the mind,
    Evolving chosen allegiance–clinging to resolution.
    Earthly freedom is a beautiful sentiment…in time,
    Tampering fickle hearts…at the price of salvation.

    Wishful devils, wallow in the mire–deny a situation;
    If only good will produce more excitement than fools.
    Children who worship pocket gods, resemble a devil.
    The Father of spirits…is a jealous Man–God of rule.

    Devils knowingly observe souls on a different level;
    Even though behavior becomes an habitual sense.
    Evil alters willing minds–form negative perception.
    Judgement strives for truth to make perfect tense.

    Rule thyself, that virtue garnishes the path of good;
    At the right place…to do honor where choice should.
    Noble habits lock honest hearts unto Heavenly God;
    Progression ascends, as angels cling to an iron rod.

    Enter, dear friend, the gate is open to faithful hearts;
    You qualify for divine rest–from your labors on earth.
    Please register with the angels; approach the throne;
    Heaven’s straight and narrow–requires formal worth.

    Become wise! the Gods will teach trustworthy friends;
    Salvation offers mercy…for the poison garden of men.
    Correct choices reveal higher truth–thru the iron rod;
    Peace-of-mind…humbly receives the Kingdom of God.
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    The human body glows with a splendid glory,
    Beginning with conception…for a lively story.
    A temporal support with many tiny elements,
    Continue to sustain life with full development.

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    The human body glows with a splendid glory,
    Beginning with conception…for a lively story.
    A temporal support with many tiny elements,
    Continue to sustain life with full development.

    Life depends upon a daily nutritional industry;
    Adding duly substance to electrify chemistry.
    A heartbeat pounds to rhythmic brainwaves,
    Exposing God’s existence–available to save.

    Holy scriptures are credence to God’s path;
    Powerful calculation–minus a scholar math.
    Electrical sylvania enhances a worldly mind,
    While intellectual light shares a spiritual sign.

    A beautiful divine path lights a supreme way,
    When truth brightens the sacred art–to pray.
    Dense clouds may formulate…on blurry eyes,
    While the sacred path penetrates blinding lies.

    What fresh new perception can be expressed?
    Can ancient truth be alive on a modern press?
    Before some obscurity discords a daily sunrise,
    Attempt to awaken your soul–with open eyes.

    Your blind spirit is starving for nutritional care;
    Left!…without sustenance, it falls into a snare.
    Just like the physical body, the spirit craves life;
    Left unattended, it succumbs to a fatal strife.

    The healthy mind accepts intelligent nutrition,
    As the body and spirit combine a generation.
    The vegetable garden parallels gethsemene.
    Nourish the spirit alive; be wise for eternity.
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    Never boast of defensive truth,
    with a guardian of pride.
    Be grateful for divine worth,
    for truth is on your side.

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    Never boast of defensive truth,
    with a guardian of pride.
    Be grateful for divine worth,
    for truth is on your side.

    There is a measure of glory,
    by admitting a wrong.
    Singing your tell-tale story,
    repent…your sad song.

    Alright!…is better…all alone,
    than rebellious company.
    Truth will glorify your song,
    and cure mean grumpy.

    Should you achieve greatness,
    humor defends you–lowly.
    Establish your true meekness,
    as the world turns slowly.

    Die for supremacy of Christ;
    turn to the other cheek.
    Stand tall…alone, for the right,
    and be humble and meek.

    Record God’s file in heaven,
    for every soul of birth.
    The earth is thickly covered,
    by souls of divine worth.

    Count your blessings–complete;
    give glory to God on high.
    God’s holy power is replete–
    the solution to Grand Pride.
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    Friendly airs circulate to a common vib;
    Multifacet…as a universal thought.
    Heaven translates a respectful demean,
    Portraying a lighted path be sought.

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    Friendly airs circulate to a common vib;
    Multifacet…as a universal thought.
    Heaven translates a respectful demean,
    Portraying a lighted path be sought.

    Questions of a quest, that charm the heart,
    Are hardly inclined toward a threat.
    Friend-to-friend…sharing love with friends;
    Begging the man!…since we met.

    Impelling arms of marriage is a sacred vow;
    On that!…we unpretentiously agree.
    However, not with any Tom, Dick, or Harry;
    With the bonds of Benny…you are free.

    Airy vibrations wave cautiously beyond,
    Where beautiful angels influence.
    One small part of you…may listen to hope,
    Echoes–longing for lasting substance.

    So!…devotion rings to a truthful marriage;
    That, your friends naturally support.
    Extraneous resolves…to guard your post,
    Maintaining a ziptop…for ole sport!

    Interest!…is a mobile technique of adhesion,
    Enchanting your bright happy alert.
    Protective friends care to survive your path,
    A deeper nerve…than a shallow flirt.

    A husband provides a search for happiness,
    Adding zest to a contented wife.
    Beddy-bye zings true…with a smile of trust;
    Friends dare not divide their life.

    We two, claim no cinch to a secret charm;
    But purely, an unadulterated part.
    Our eyes are opened…with love unfeigned;
    Confidentially, we spy a friendly heart.

    Romantic senses…flirt with a relative sign,
    Valuables compelled to a happy mark.
    Nearby, guardian angels tell it straight;
    Never do friends escape–to Hyde park.
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    Far across this magnificent blue ocean,
    America protects a familial love.
    Asian war stirs hearts–an angry potion,
    detaining a dose of heaven above.

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    Far across this magnificent blue ocean,
    America protects a familial love.
    Asian war stirs hearts–an angry potion,
    detaining a dose of heaven above.

    An iron fight is dressed for a jungle bed;
    sleep eludes my weary eager mind.
    Peaceful…comes and goes thru my head;
    freedom longs to leave war behind.

    Sitting here, revelous…in a sacred gaze,
    anticipating a mad struggle to leave.
    A soldier ripping thru this terrible maze;
    craving joy against immanent grief.

    Brilliant imagination can never be brighter,
    within loveable terms of expression.
    Intimate strains arouse happy tears–easier,
    ascending my heart…in gratification.

    Sad yearnings stimulate a senseless aim;
    tear ducts submit to a liquid flow.
    Severe pain awakens this bodily frame;
    arms and legs are desparate to go.

    Affection emerges from an angelic glow,
    evoking chase for heaven’s flight.
    Distant America…appears painfully slow;
    betwixt an urge of a hearty delight.

    American sights are beautifully explained,
    remembering my associate reality.
    Sealed with a kiss, my destination is plain,
    heaven’s flight–travels for eternity.
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    Drifting far beyond the realm of affection,
    Gender minds elude the normal correction.
    A comparable intelligence–at a level-rate,
    With a bright distinction in a mirror mate.

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    Drifting far beyond the realm of affection,
    Gender minds elude the normal correction.
    A comparable intelligence–at a level-rate,
    With a bright distinction in a mirror mate.

    Familiar reflections understand sympathy,
    For mental conditions engender empathy.
    Mystic responses embody a distant planet,
    As natural thought savors plans to rent it.

    Mirror mates struggle to be rather pretty;
    For, availability…is the only rate so witty.
    With a field of dreams for a heavenly stay,
    Sinless love gets the hell-out-of-the-way.

    Social grace adds a “well-meant” depiction,
    To control tender hearts by cruel dictation.
    Mirror mates intend messages of sensation,
    Staring abnormally…into normal affection.

    Mature faculties falsely judge abnormality;
    While minds adrift portray lucky surreality.
    Cluttered power legislates a state of pity;
    Schzophrenia comprises a wise committee.

    Mates kiss, and pass to a happy conclusion;
    A moment’s expression–resolves a solution.
    Each reflection is limited, with a destination,
    To surpass a world–with divine satisfaction.

    Should a mirror looking back–see a double;
    Where matches multiply level-rate trouble?
    Earth is no place for a heavenly convention;
    Reflection may kiss the sweetest pretention.
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    The Power of God
    might fill a magnate’s bowels
    with the force of a hurricane,
    and waste the evil…on a righteous lane.

    If you judge by the Lord’s light,
    You will see the evil you condone;
    Improve inspirational sight,
    and witness the prophets you stone.

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    The Power of God
    might fill a magnate’s bowels
    with the force of a hurricane,
    and waste the evil…on a righteous lane.

    If you judge by the Lord’s light,
    You will see the evil you condone;
    Improve inspirational sight,
    and witness the prophets you stone.

    All!…your intelligence might behold,
    is not obvious to the naked eye.
    Understand, the clothing of man
    is more than your feeble sight.

    Pure virtue…is a more valuable concern,
    instead of destroying what you learn.
    Prophets will arrive within your view
    to counsel against the evil in you.

    Wisdom will be brighter than money,
    to set the natural man–to flight.
    Golden substance will build God’s glory;
    a taunted world becomes snow white.

    Ask the questions of the power you use;
    Wherein…is the creation of man abused?
    If man’s power can lay sin…upon woman,
    Then a supremacy claim can misuse man.

    The service of God requires…
    the power of man’s desires.
    The chosen few…to herald divine truth,
    appears weak…as prophetic liars.

    Look wittingly upon the foolishness
    you recommend to God.
    Take notice of a highly noble desire
    you abuse for the iron rod.

    The Lord Jesus prophesied your way,
    that a town’s prophet is rejected.
    He walks a lover’s lane–on a dark day,
    in hopes…that truth is accepted.

    With ignorance, a man offers counsel,
    and claim his judgement is true.
    In the name of holy omnipotent power,
    he mocks good…with a blind view.

    If your magnate authority will be true,
    allow mankind to grow–for good.
    Prove to God, that the power you claim,
    offers man the blessings it should.

    Souls are immensely valuable to heaven;
    trust God, and refuse to lose your own.
    Good intentions may lift a stone…
    against a prophet who takes you home.

    Evil…is evil, because of the devil;
    he desires to take your power away.
    The holy authority–within your trust,
    is a perfect tool…in the devil’s sway.

    You are as magnanimous as other men;
    like the ones you ignorantly accuse.
    Place reverent desires within your sight,
    and recommend good men to use.
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    Irreverent language is fraught with disrespect;
    Ominous communication denies a circumspect.
    Existence is greater than the creation of haste,
    So that anxious minds produce a mortal taste.

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    Irreverent language is fraught with disrespect;
    Ominous communication denies a circumspect.
    Existence is greater than the creation of haste,
    So that anxious minds produce a mortal taste.

    Wake-up reality, and feel your sight sensation;
    Muster-up grateful courage…to see the sunrise.
    Gather with friends to witness the wonderation;
    Friends, watch time warm the earth–clockwise.

    Such magnificent beauty revolves with decay,
    Temporarily sensitive…in bubbles and dreams.
    Everything changes: solid rust, and rots away;
    Fickle flesh desolves a wish…with a sunbeam.

    Flesh and blood fabricates illusions of surreality;
    Evidence presents a tangible touch of dreamers.
    While incarnated man evolves the wit of reality,
    Wishful neighbors clash, and crucify redeemers.

    Another–lasting world, is finally coming to pass;
    Tho’ shallow conditions engage the human mind.
    Earthly existence temporarily touches the past,
    While indestructible, observes this tangible time.

    An ideal act of mental behavior: is insistance,
    That thinkers possess the dreams they bought.
    Thoughts are futile–to claim a non-existence,
    For the claim requires a substance of thought.

    Greatness–for a Creator, acknowledges earth;
    Awesome!…glorifies power in a Being of Worth.
    Mortals appear common in a lowly state of odd,
    Kissing the sacred hand in the Kingdom of God.
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    You dazzle my world…with your motion;
    A scanning speed–on a smooth sensation.
    Rapid conviction, as wheels may touch real;
    Vibrations elude your true moment’s appeal.

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    You dazzle my world…with your motion;
    A scanning speed–on a smooth sensation.
    Rapid conviction, as wheels may touch real;
    Vibrations elude your true moment’s appeal.

    My thoughts caress your delightful mind;
    Pride declines to indulge a face so smart.
    Desire fills my eyes with your teary blind;
    Rare complexities cloud my ridden heart.

    Perchance, you opt to tantalize this pain;
    Intelligent!…combines with social sickness.
    Your wet eyes witness my loving changes;
    Deviate protection of a distant cleverness.

    Internal rush, deals with a flux of business;
    A desparate heart–alone, seeks for more.
    Clumsy pride will avoid an awkward sense;
    Your loving salvation is an expressive bore.

    Reaching beyond!…is a quest of the mind;
    Consociate hearts choose the vivid charms.
    Alas, a vain intellect…craves a self-incline;
    Pride!…sadly retards–four searching arms.

    Measure–by chill, your demeanor of doing,
    For behavior maddens with demented ways.
    A silent hand implores some chatty saying,
    For conversant thoughts on congenial days.

    Love!…fondles an art of loving moments;
    Poor crying changes–to surrender no inch.
    If your heart could kindly rule your mind,
    Natural enchantment…would be a cinch.
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    Beauty enters a cloud of powerful judgement,
    where legal devices serve to abuse it.
    Indeed, gentle hearts break-open, for such evil;
    whereupon, is a resolution to increase it.

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    Beauty enters a cloud of powerful judgement,
    where legal devices serve to abuse it.
    Indeed, gentle hearts break-open, for such evil;
    Whereupon, is a resolution to increase it.
    Gentle beauty designs a good humble witness,
    tho’ ignorant knowledge will accuse it.
    Beauty is a pure child–with constant measure,
    resisting no aggression…to decease it.

    Knowing good, but doing it not–undoes power;
    bad!…prefers to serve on a cruder level.
    Such disturbance…protects self-perception,
    rules away!…by twisting words of travel.
    “State of mind” compels a view of influence,
    unraveling modes of forceful discovery.
    As good slacks-off for clever designs of evil,
    sweet contentment fears a bad recovery.

    Oh!…stone good behavior–acclaimed resistant;
    cloudy blindness can not identify it.
    Rudeness petitions critics onto good hearts,
    while vehemently, the law crucifies it.
    Punishment on good–standing before the law,
    advocate rules which serve corruption.
    Consequently, evil flows–forthwith, most freely;
    set forth to replace good…by deception.

    Evil rages against itself, by offending all good,
    while beauty resolves to be most gentle.
    Good keeps no company with hateful demeanor,
    opposing meager substances…so little.
    Write laws!…that beauty may survive legal anger,
    co-dwelling–with a disposition of rage.
    Except, that congenial good…fight like hell,
    waging war…to lock evil in a cage.
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    Restless laws–serving discontent,
    you impose upon the good.
    Beauty walks within perfect view,
    to offer kindness…as it should.
    Broken homes…break the heart;
    administering laws with fear.
    Rules engender a suspicious face,
    unaware that good is clear.

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    Restless laws–serving discontent,
    you impose upon the good.
    Beauty walks within perfect view,
    to offer kindness…as it should.
    Broken homes…break the heart;
    administering laws with fear.
    Rules engender a suspicious face,
    unaware that good is clear.

    Systems!…may produce blindness,
    where wisdom is disallowed.
    Rage is forced–beyond a reason;
    good submits to the proud.
    The mentality of systematic claim,
    presents a face…to be kind;
    Sweeping fear…by a ruthless lead;
    beauty forsakes the blind.

    Lead on!…if your power walks
    with a system of knaves.
    Dictation governs a cunning set,
    so evil traps can behave.
    Traps are set…unto a foolish edge,
    and betray the gentle walk.
    Purity mingles with no wrong,
    where kindness loves to talk.

    Why should corruption be allowed
    to live amongst noble laws?
    When legal matters align with evil,
    judges should rule the law.
    Knaves can write laws that serve;
    co-dwelling with a set order,
    Peaceful laws that render evil,
    judges may wisely consider.

    Of all the tender things beautiful,
    that an ugly world may break;
    Sleepy rules are like a silent hiss,
    causing pure hearts to ache.
    Shame wallows rudely with power,
    raking across earthly beauty.
    Administrative skills obey the law,
    ruling ruthless…across a duty.

    Laws may witness a proof-of-power,
    to formulate the state of rights.
    At times, leadership lays an evil odd,
    that provokes good to a fight.
    Goodness and beauty, fools can’t see,
    for fault appears…at its worth.
    If a kind of peaceful life…will survive,
    then good brings in a new birth.

    Gentle minds, that serve laws of love,
    rule!…where rules are good.
    Judge!…opinions that raise nobility,
    and sweep no laws–with rude.
    Law-and-order may rule the market,
    allowing corruption to grow.
    But, Oh, as Christ enters the temple,
    Judge!…for the good you know.
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