Good morning
Pink raised sun
Shine vibrant
Sun rays or is
This
Good Mourning
In beams to hope

Jesus will return clouded in glory
Eyes burn multitudes more than morning sun
Cloaked in purity
One Word in holiness
Helpless all will bend at knee shouting unworthy pleas
The time is nearing
His spoken sword piercing the just judgement
Can you feel the edge?
It cuts in the mind.
Either uncomfortable conviction
Or peaceful praise in His promises to come

The last time we spoke she said that caterpillars crawl all over her skin.
I found that to be strange.
She was 9 years old.
Brown curly hair, green eyes, short attention span.
When she called for me I would sing because her voice was a melody.
When she cried her tears wrote symphonies.
When she died I could see her name in the clouds.
The last time we spoke, a few days after,
butterflies crawled all over my skin

Too much violence on tv-
AT least it seems that way to me-
Shoot outs between the good and the bad-
IN  real life shoot outs are sad-
ON tv commercials interrupt-
BUT in real life people are corrupt-
SO many people die by using a gun-
Guns affect just about everyone-
Gun laws need to get tougher yet-
Guns will remain a problem I'LL  bet-
Guns **** someone in our world every day-
Guns serve no purpose except to **** per say-
WE need to destroy all guns to survive-
IT'S our only chance to stay alive-
Tomorrows another day-
Hope all the guns go away-
THE END

She HATES him,
With all her heart and all her soul.

He was hopeless,
He couldn't do anything right.

When she was in darkness, he offered her no light,
Instead he joined her.
When she was down, he didn't lift her up,
Instead he joined her.
When she cried, he didn't make her laugh,
Instead he joined her.
When she was wounded, he did not cure her,
Instead he joined her.

In the end she couldn't take it,
She told him to leave,
For once he did the right thing...
He left.

Watching the flowers fall to the ground,
She realized her mistake,
His love, after all, wasn't fake,
So she waited...and waited...

She LOVES him,
With all her heart and all her soul.

Looks like the things he did,
were right all along.