Race for the house

Preserving disorder, beaten by time.Democracies party, Chicago’s crime. Unifying chaos, against war they came. Warriors for peace, bloody streets without names. Children that followed, shamed in what they found. Neglected and rejected, to failed policies bound. Debating, deflated, demeaning each other they stand. Jackson’s party, against Lincoln’s name, touting a plan. Regurgitating and backwashing fruitless […]

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Straining to hear clearly what was never said.As a child of hope bread for this system of faith that is dead. Pure for the purpose unfulfilled by the anguish. Casting useless lots for parties my liberties to diminish. Unfettered by worldly chains I know my soul heaven will gain. Still for these hours here I […]

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How well do you know…

How well do you know the person sitting next to you? Do you know their favorite color, their birthday, their favorite song. Why is this important, why do I ask. A wise man once told me that some part of us. Be it good or bad, becomes a part of each person me meet. You […]

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So long ago, life’s ledge held my feet.Slashed and bloodied, hurting from hopes defeats. Clinging to Faith’s last vestiges, his face I did seek. Releasing yesterday in a prayer, giving him my last care. From the precipice I did not leap, but flew to his mercy seat. Living now for Jesus will, each step healing […]

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Courting friends

Closer to the pair I strove. Listening as her young frame shaking,  as words to him she spoke. In silence he sits, listening, As her pouting lips are pulled thin. Up from his bench he stares, Care flickering like a flame in his eyes there. Great overtakes her tirade, In the speechless void he coughs. Startled, […]

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Knowing from where it comes. Lessons not the arrows blow. Seeing its angry flight. Lessons not its killing might. Still, to stand and victory take. Lessons not in this life I forsake. Here I stand with mortal man. Lessons learned, heaven is earned. WAManning

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Anger, no it’s pain

For the Uniformed few—  Anger, no it’s pain. Both fill this human frame. Watching your struggle. Seeing others pass. Anger, no it’s pain. For those I’ll never know. End of Shift bells toll. Tears from stranger’s flow. Anger, no it’s pain. Each name read aloud. Heroes, of each proud. I know you not. Anger, no […]

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