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This crazy old man rambled verses of the bible in the middle of central park No one cared to listen He was just a crazy old man Thin, malnourished, his wrinkles deeply embedded in his paper skin Gave him the illusion of being wise Though he had no idea of what he ranted on The poetic flow of his words caught my ear And pulled me in "Whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things." I pondered a while pacing through the park trails for the meaning of all of this Night had fallen when i came across the old man again Cozied up under a newspaper on the bench His bible was placed under his head And in  my ear When i realized I had lost all things I had lost you
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Apr 13, 2012
Apr 13, 2012 at 7:38 PM UTC
Whatsoever Things...
This crazy old man rambled verses of the bible in the middle of central park No one cared to listen He was just a crazy old man Thin, malnourished, his wrinkles deeply embedded in his paper skin Gave him the illusion of being wise Though he had no idea of what he ranted on The poetic flow of his words caught my ear And pulled me in "Whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things." I pondered a while pacing through the park trails for the meaning of all of this Night had fallen when i came across the old man again Cozied up under a newspaper on the bench His bible was placed under his head And in  my ear When i realized I had lost all things I had lost you
"whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things." Favorite verse hands down! I always wanted to write incorporating this... Its so poetic in itself i feel the poem i had wriiten almost kills it but the verse itself is so beautiful and meaningful. Enjoy! (:
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Apr 13, 2012
Apr 13, 2012 at 7:38 PM UTC
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