Grace.A Poem by Israel B.
When there's nothing else to say,
Tomorrow is today. SOCIETY: The Musical! I say, "Hellow!" and you say "hy." We're so mellow, Or maybe shy. We come from a different point of view Somehow i feel like i'm a part of you I love mankind, like we all want to do. Intention is the law. Relating to laughter will make you fall. We are a temple of the Holy Ghost and we won't fall! Rise from the ashes, Rise from the flames. You great Phoenix, YOU MYTH OF ATHENS. We are the masters of our own poverty, The author and the finisher of our poem. Make your poem great. Philosophy is for the mediocre Mediocracy is in our blood. The poor give a sermon to the rich. Poetry made physics weep: The sun is more than gravity and heat... The poor know that much. And by the Grace of God I speak the truth, And the peace of attaining no goal Ohhh..! Hope and long for it!!! For it is the end of endings And the beginning of Forever. © 2015 Israel B. |
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Added on August 18, 2015 Last Updated on August 18, 2015 Author
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