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Thou shalt not ****.

Life must go on,
streams of life that are born.
Life must always continue.
Embryos of beautiful life.
Chrysalises, colorful butterflies.
Life must go on, thou shalt not ****.
Valuable lives from the moment they are created.
Everything has its place in the universe.
Let everything grow and flourish for us.
Children growing, children developing.
Leave the children and butterflies in peace.
Do not stain the blue world with blood.
Do not fill our souls with filth,
Creating life is the wonderful gift,
Let life grow on earth.
Lawrence Hall
Mhall46184@aol.com
Dispatches for the Colonial Office

                                        Disturbances in Church

The more I am disturbed by liturgical novelties
The less I am disturbed by God

The less I am disturbed by liturgical novelties
The more I am disturbed by God

All of which is logical, not odd
Liturgical novelties
suu 2d
i want to witness the shifts in your face, the way your eyebrows might arch when surprise catches you, or how they soften when you’re at ease.

i want to see how your eyes hold their light when something makes you laugh, and how the lines at the corner of your mouth settle when you’re lost in thought.

and i think i could spend a lifetime just learning the language of them.
Need to pop down the shops
On this sunny early afternoon
Just need a few items
They'll be closed pretty soon
Seems a bit odd
A megastore
Gone old school
With early Sunday closing
As I whistle a tune

Need some milk
For my coffee
Need some butter
For my bread
Don't need no *****
For the moment
Trying to keep
That thought
From my head.
going home to texas to the place where i belong
the place i know so well.   been away to long
back to all my roots to my family
home sweet home once more i hear it calling me

had enough of travellin time to settle down
drifting place to place every different town
i miss the special things that i used to know
that i used to do all those years ago

home again once more where i long to be
back to all my roots i hear it calling me
had enough of drifting time to settle down
home again once more to my texas town

going home to texas to the place where i belong
the place i know so well.   been away to long
back to all my roots to my family
home sweet home once more i hear it calling me
I rode fast to escape,
but my shadow kept up.

I crossed mile after mile,
but the ghost rode along.

I hit full speed, but the
the darkness overtook me.

I tried to outrun it,
but the silhoutte stayed ahead.

I reached the end of the road,
and metal screamed before i could.
i rode the same bike for 13years now and counting. it has witnessed all versions of me, have been with me in all my bests and worsts moments. Idk...im being sentimental... im barely holding on, this bike keeps me sane...
alia 2d
I can’t run away from the water
But Iβ€˜m afraid that I will drown once I swim
Lately I just sit on the shore and I wonder
what more does it take to go in?

You know, I used to be floating
above all of the waves
and it really was simple
but I lost all my strength

Itβ€˜s not me who could do it
it was someone who faded through time
but where do I find her?
will she ever be mine?
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