Carl Joseph Roberts

Carl Joseph Roberts Feb 2015

The South Side
(a song)

Three young boys just living their lives
Grew up poor learned how to survive
Never had much never asked why
That's just how it was on The South Side

All three were happy where they were
Thought they lived the life they deserved
They all had hopes and they all had dreams
But they wanted more then they could see

Three best friends for all of life
Would each move away and take a wife
They all had children of their own
But they'd always call The South Side home

The South Side is where they'd go back
When they'd tell stories of their past
How lessons learned stayed with them
And helped three boys become best friends
The South Side is where they'd go back
When they'd tell stories of their past
How lessons learned stayed with them
How the South Side made them into men

Then one day two friends would call
And find one friend not there at all
All three together one last time
Two friends now must say goodbye

Two friends carry the one who died
Who had given them so much in life
They share the memories held inside
Of the life they lived, on the South Side

The South Side is where they'd go back
When they'd tell stories of their past
How lessons learned stayed with them
And helped three boys become best friends
The South Side is where they'd go back
When they'd tell stories of their past
How lessons learned stayed with them
How the South Side made them into men

Poem by: Carl Joseph Roberts

A true story

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Carl Joseph Roberts Feb 2015

True Religion

TRUE RELIGION

If you must **** for your religion
Then your religion is not true
For the true God showed compassion
And he died for me and you

No true religion will require
That you take somebodys life
You cannot force them to believe
When they don't think the way you like

A true religion sees no difference
In those who will believe
Men and women stand together
And as equals they are seen

The choice it must be given
For a religion to be true
It is only God from up above
Who in the end can then judge you

If you must **** for your religion
Then your religion is not true
For the true God showed compassion
And he died for me and you

Poem by: Carl Joseph Roberts**

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In response to the Killing of 21 Christian Egyptians by ISIS. Killed for no other reason then being Christian and not believing the same as another. Christianity wants you to teach the word, speak the word but it does not require you to **** if the other will not listen. In Christianity Jesus gave his life for us so we would not need to give our life. Jesus gives each person the choice to believe or not but does not want you killed if at first you do not hear the word. Jesus continues to place himself in lives for as long as needed in the hope that his light is seen. No torture, no death, just love.

Carl Joseph Roberts Feb 2015

The Day After Valentines, I'm Drunk

The Day After Valentines

It's the day after Valentines
And Cupid did not come
So I wait at my bedroom door
And put bullets in my gun

I waited until midnight
And then today rolled around
So now if I get the chance
Cupid gets knocked out

At first I planned to scare him
For all he's put me through
But ****** seems a better choice
Since I've had a drink or two

I may be drinking way to much
I think im seeing things
Cupid may have slipped me drugs
To get away from me

Did I just see a Santa
I'm hearing Reindeer on my roof
My drinking could be trouble
Cause Giggling Goblins are afoot

I think I saw a bunny
Is that a beer or a green elf
Cupid he won't raise his head
Afraid to show himself

Did I hear a turkey chuckle
I see pink arrows everywhere
Maybe I should take a nap
I could just have another beer

Well its the day after Valentines
And Cupid did not come
He gets maybe one more year
Then Cupid's days are done

Poem by: Carl Joseph Roberts

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Carl Joseph Roberts Feb 2015

My One True Love

My One True Love

If I give to you my heart
And a trust from deep inside
Would you use it to help heal
And start a brand new life

If I give to you my soul
Would your spirit then fly free
Reaching for the highest stars
Knowing it was meant to be

If I give to you my courage
Would you stay strong and true
Show others that they can survive
That they can be like you

If I give to you my love
With no conditions that need met
Would you feel free to trust again
And be able to forget

If I give to you all the things
That I mentioned up above
Would you give to me just one thing
Would you be my one true love

Poem by: Carl Joseph Roberts

I'm just a hopeless romantic so hopefully one day I will say this.

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Carl Joseph Roberts Feb 2015

Age Is Just A Number

Age Is Just A Number

Age is just a number
So refuse to act your age
Reach that point in your life
You don't care what others say

Do what makes you happy
What keeps you young inside
As long as it hurts no one else
Just go and live your life

Date those that are younger
Or older if you choose
Pick the path that you take
The one that best for you

Don't look back and then wonder
On things you should have done
Do all the things that you want
And begin to have some fun

Age is just a number
So refuse to act your age
Reach that point in your life
You don't care what others say

Age is just a number

Poem by: Carl Joseph Roberts

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Carl Joseph Roberts Feb 2015

Geting Old Is Not That Bad

Getting Old Is Not That Bad

With age you learn to listen
And you're not so quick to judge
You see things in a different way
Then the days when you grew up

Age lets you understand things
Allows you to stay calm
Helps you to protect yourself
From things you know are wrong

Age gives a new perspective
Will allow for something new
Lets you learn from the past
And can change your points of view

With age there comes a wisdom
From experience that you have
Looking back at all it gives to you
Getting old is not that bad

Carl Joseph Roberts

Yes You can tell from these last two poems that this week was my birthday week..lol.
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Carl Joseph Roberts Feb 2015

There Is No Going Back

There Is No Going Back

It's funny how you see things
Much different later on
See things in a different light
Long after someone's gone

It may be only after time
When you get to stop and think
That then you realize what you said
Was not exactly what you mean

You may look back on your words
And know they were not kind
The pain you caused with what you said
Weighs heavy on your mind

There is no way to take it back
Once the damage has been done
No way for you to change the past
So you can hold your tongue

So don't let the anger rule you
You must let emotions pass
Be careful with the words you say
For there is no going back

Carl Joseph Roberts

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