Free them O' God!
For, the wind is spewed with ashes of hatred,
The bilboes that wait to bangle the innocents,
Hauling them down the barbed streets,
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Free them o God. your cry against all the injustices against humanity in war, terror, , is heard high in heaven dear poetess. genova
Free them O' God! For the day doesn't know, for whom to wake up, When merry-go-rounds and slippery slopes, Are becoming the roller coaster rides to deaths, And the juvenile paper crowns breed orphans. _____A very poignant and powerful write about our troubled earth, thanks for sharing.
And do you know what God... your god would reply...had I been given the power to say.... O child you alone are my representative...on Mommy Earth... take care... I gave you a brain... use it. I am well over burdened with all you send up here... straightening and strengthening them... for a second innings... may be you may meet them... train them well with all your experience....before you send them again... Tell them to use their brain...full brain..more than half of them come here totally with their unused brain...O CHILD HELP ME... I as your god pray... you are my child! USE YOUR FULL BRAINS...