The hairs on the back of my neck have stood
As straight as those ignorant proud;
My bones turned ice, my mussels wood,
To see such faith in the Obama crowd.
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An appropriate contemporary them so beautifully dealt...great language.10
Iin a tequila binge, f.i. even the mere mention of a sobering thought skins the indulgence alive
yet a lovely poem heart when in quest of saviour, wellpenned,10+, thanks forsharing
nicee, not sure where ur going with this one.... im a little slow today, and dont know what dirge means.... but it was a pleasure to read