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I just heard that Donald Trump

Is making Pink Floyd pay for the wall

They're the ones that built it

Seems only fair after all
Pray for the Working Man
The one with calloused hands
Who has often been forgotten
On the roadside of life's demands
The one that's seen faltering
At every juncture, every step
The one that seems to get it
But hasn't got it yet

Pray for the Working Man
As he fights for what little's left
Doing daily battles
With the thoughts inside his head
In what alone he would have been
Or in the past he could have said
So that his quotas are met
Pray for the Working Man
Standing in the shadows
Of the many years
Between wars amongst our fathers
In the shape of mother's tears
Shadows growing long as
These days that now they pierce
Standing in the shadows
Of the many years

Standing in the shadows
As we're killing time
Hoping for the day when
We're saved by candlelight
Blending in the best we can
By way of the shifting night
Standing in the shadows
As we're killing time

Standing in the shadows
Because the shadow knows
There is no where else about
For a soul to go
That has gone through all of this
So many times before
Standing in the shadows
Because the shadow knows

Standing in the shadows
Out of our own fear
Rumors of the end times
Are drawing ever near
Between wars amongst our fathers
In the shape of mother's tears
Standing in the shadows
Out of our own fear
In my wildest dreams I can sit on a cloud,
Watch how the world is moving and paint pictures of my view,
In my wildest dreams,the earth is heavenly,
Everyone is even,
In my wildest dreams we live forever,
In my wildest dreams;there's no competition and no ones trying to be like the other,
In my wildest dreams,good dreams come true.
I've decided I'll do it Monday
At the cost of again putting it off
If not then I swear then one day
If my mind doesn't wander off and get lost

It seems these days it's harder and harder
To motivate this weary old man
With the joys of life getting further and further
From where I find that I now am

There must be a point in the breaking
All a part of some master plan
What little time I have left I am taking
To find out who I think that I am

And when I do I'll get around to it
Since I've put it off already this long
If there's a lesson here feel free to use it
As I move on to another poem
Make yourself discernable
Let my senses percieve
Your Love and Being
For I want to believe.

There's Wisdom in your words
I know You're the way
Out of this confusion
That surrounds me today.

I can't make it alone
I need your love
With me
Every day.

Hear my plea, Lord Jesus!
Aid the lost soul
Equip me to combat
The evil in the world.

Let me bear the sceptics
With their alternative Lives
Let me know deception
Yield not to its lie.

I can' t make it alone...

Make yourself adjacent
Let my spirit receive
The Holy Ghost
For
I do believe.
The Sun, does it shed tears?
The planet has witnessed so much
Over the years.
If it does
We will never know
Because
Of instantaneous evaporation.
Can anything get close enough
To determine so?
What
Am I thinking about!...
How can a non- sentient object show
Emotion?

Regardless,
The Sun is an awesome presence!
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