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When undotted i's stumble
Contributed by
dwgpoet
on
Friday, 4th May 2007 @ 04:19:13 PM in AEST
Topic:
spiritual
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When Woe to the man;
Who trips up these little ones;
with a long parade of eulogizers:
colorless, miles underground;
Who say the soul lives somewhere.
Whose dreams pass sons through the fire;
Where no light will ever shine
hope on their earth quandary,
their dead-end alley: tested
in War? Why were humans here?
Whose charmers see a Triad
image in aborted eyes;
where singers are never heard;
only embryos womb cries;
night cobra, creation Myth;
Whose data transfer online
imbues a black holes collapse;
where gravitational force
induce technophobia;
where no craftsman is there found;
Whose totem poles transform sports;
incarnating millionaires;
where steroids masked FDA?;
where apocalyptic cries
unconscious is beat the snitch!;
Where no millstone is there heard;
where wives cheat alimony;
and no bride is ever heard
in you again; because your ...
for by your ... all were misled.
Copyright ©
dwgpoet
... [
2007-05-04 16:19:13]
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Re: When undotted i's stumble
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by FRANCO on
Friday, 4th May 2007 @ 07:37:42 PM AEST
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Good write, liked how you have composed it.
FRANCO. |
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Re: When undotted i's stumble
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by needledancing on
Friday, 4th May 2007 @ 11:07:11 PM AEST
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| No need to alter a thing...perfect as it is. An excellent write my friend. |
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