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The Immortal Wize

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lightness in the dark
If you're reading this you're it, get with it stay with it don't quit.

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A Poet's Psalm

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whose disciple truly am I I guess I won't know until I die I do know there's no answer to (why) things just happen under the sky touch who I love, vengeance is mine some people think they know everything I sometimes think I know more than them I'm just walking the earth like everyone else doing what I can to help myself when I lose my cool people say that's not you sometimes I can be cruel still I can't forgive some things those who hurt me should feel pain too if I am anything I know I'm real I will never pretend I don't feel walking the earth like everyone else constantly trying to find something new to restore my faith in you it's not easy to do still I try to by looking back a glance seeing invisible hands rescuing me from harm danger & things alarming feeling like I'm in the arms of the one I was told to always believe in seeing what is done to my kind I wonder is heaven on our side grandma died hearing things I wonder now is she seeing things It's easy to lose faith when evil reigns Satan is calling plays benching quarterbacks rain comes down and people drown Holly Wood is a wax museum Mickey Mouse is a pedophile now I know why Porky ran around without pants there's too much going on in this world only children can understand things that grownup are trying to overstand cloned meat on chicken bones this world just might commit suicide once people find there's nowhere to hide if facebook crash and burn the world as we know it is bound to shutdown and no longer turn a number sign is now a hashtag and a pound I tend to go to my mother when there's nowhere else turn all she does is look into my eyes telling me have faith when I can still see the last time she cried still on her face all she can give me is what she got and that's not a lot still what am I if I don't know who I am and still who who am I if you don't know me even that's sounds confusing walking the earth like everyone else around me wondering if I perhaps wind up lost who would be around to find me once I had more faith in things still I try not to ask you (why) coz I know there's no answer for that

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LP45 says:

Great write wizedom. Love the vibe it gives as it flows. Thanks for sharing.

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