Words into Poem

Devisive in our Torment

We wait for Better Times

Looking across the River

to the Green Grass we once walked

we look on Without


Direct in our Hearts

we Discipline our Minds

without a Care

for the Soul of our Neighbor


Retreat to your Voice

for Salvation in this Life

Weltering in the Ocean

the others crow us Out

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