BelieveA Poem by discipleread!!The awaited trumpet sounds All shouting; albeit reason not found Chimera scope of pretentious wishes;’ A voice is calling’ Hush! Why are ye panicking?
That the Plane soon reaches its port? Oomph! Or about the Pilot’s lost radar? But we are already in!! Wherever this plane land matters? What of your parachute?© 2015 discipleAuthor's Note
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Added on January 30, 2015 Last Updated on January 30, 2015 Author
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