by Timothy G. Branfalt Sr. | |
Published on: Jul 6, 2009 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
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To run, from this shuffling madness- Will lead only us to more sadness. As we must take the time to find a way As we pray. Lord, give us your spiritual power. Give us all the will to empower, Your breath upon the ones of which impel-- Our life in hell. We must wake up each day with the thoughts from You. We have to make the changes from a heart that's true. Our time is due. Not to be dwelling, But deeply excelling In what we believe in that we must pursuit. Love is the answer my friends. This must be carried to all ends- Of Earth's living, Always forgiving! And though this task may not seem easy to you. But it's through Prayer and Love we must come through The time is now, No more time left, As we're all in bereft Of all hope we endow. This we cannot allow. All must grab hold of each other, Know that we are each other's Brother. From the start, Of His art. All I ask of all is to try to change this world. Before the end of time becomes unfurled. We need to excel In this world that we dwell, Everyone we must tell That with this new heart, will be a new start. Timothy G. Branfalt Sr. 04/06/09 cc: Talentscope, Jim Hatch, Donnell Geib « return. |