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Feb 2012
God:
This infinite being of supernatural
power moving through me.

God?!
The name I call out
when I can't handle this anymore.

GOD!
Is the word we use when we feel ******.

God.
Who we put the blame on
we pile shame after shame on
long since gone...
God-

When our world turns out cold,
He's the one we scold.
Even though through out the week
He's the one we forget to
look for...
God,                                                
don't­ break me from your mold,
I proclaim here today
I want to be the one you always hold.

God...
Is what I plead when I search the heavens for my Papa.

God is not your name...
You have told us.
Moses stood before you bare feet trembling
As a burning bush you told him to make a way
and when he asked you your name
you said
YAHWEH...
Yet, I still carelessly say
God.
Kristopher D Salas
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Kristopher D Salas  Oregon
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