Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Poetry Post 86

Mutual Lovers
I want a woman with marriage on her mind
But in this day and age it's getting hard to find
People just want to move ahead and leave their lovers behind
But solitude and independence wasn't meant for mankind
All our lives we find no man is an island
So mother to wife, father to husband
We all need someone to hold hand in hand
It's our mutual pleasure and our mutual command

Pollution Of Sin
Adam and Eve stole from Mother Earth
And didn't value what its worth
It seems like a high price took affect
From a little cause and effect
But there's no escaping our dire plight
If we can't turn wrong back into right
But we can't change time and space
Marking certain doom for our race
So our sins just accumulate
Faster than the pollution can disseminate
We need a new Force, a new Energy
With ever increasing urgency

Poverty Struck

Billions are poverty struck
Left out of luck
Cause the rich won't give a buck
So those billions are poverty stuck

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