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- Herausgeber: Author Unknown
- Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024
A wonderful collection of poems written by an unknown author for some very special beings.
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Table of contents
Goodness
Never Doubt
Speechless
Mothers Day
The Storm
The Enemy
Faith
September 3
A Song
Greece
No Space Between
The Road
The Walk
Cheers
My Father
Karistus
The Bird
The Man with No Name
Joy
2022.
Hero
Thank Him
Truth
One Glorious Goal
One Cause
The Mirror
The Black Swans
The Birth of a Child
The Three Things
The Weeping Women
Save Our King
Audacity
Your Birthday
The One Goal
Memories
Ode to The Four
She
The Holy Army
Azazael
The Deceiver
Love Story
The Choice
Semper Karistus
Ishtar. February 8
Knowing Without Doubting
Life
My Daughter
Have Faith My Friends
The Knights of Light
Father, Thank You
Ode to Azazael
Learning to Fly
What is Love?
The Promise
The Fire
The Darkness
The Black Son
A Prayer to Mother
A Prayer for The Cause
Questions for Doubters
My Father’s Face
Our Father
Demons Beware
An Angel Weeps
The Traitor
You Were There
A Mothers Child
Defending His House
YOU
Thank You
All Happiness to our Queen and King
Goodness
Some people are far too good
put themselves in harms way; they never should
they suffer the pain; anguish and loss
to help the people who don't give a toss.
They see the evil as the tentacles spread
but the horror goes on for the price of some bread.
If we had no money there would be no crime
but the wealthy sell their souls for what; just a dime.
These visitors come and offer their hand,
yet lives trickle away just like so much sand,
the innocent suffer and rich check their chips,
every word is a lie that comes from their lips.
We watch species fade and beauty collapse,
can it all be so bad; well maybe perhaps.
We stand and watch where the eagle sores
but the game's on the TV; so we go indoors.
We see the mountains; rivers and seas.
We watch for the visitors; come save us please.
We are here; they answer; but cannot save you,
you allowed this to happen; so this is on you.
Are we past saving? The question remains;
the situation is hopeless; there's just too much pain.
But we look at You and all that You gave
and I for one am tired of being a slave.
Now is the time to tell them enough,
mankind is fed up with all of this stuff,
we are all better so much better than this
they can carry on; me? I'll give it a miss.
Never Doubt
Has He not taught us all that we know
Has He not proven we are never alone
Has He not given all that He is
Did He not tell us we always will live
Has He not loved us from the very first day
and told us to love one another this way
Did His tears not fall on dry dusty ground
Do we not know He is always around
Has He not guided us when we are wrong
and shown us all how to be strong
Has He not loved us in spite of it all
and gathered us up whenever we fall
Is His love not so exquisite and pure
that we can have doubts and not be sure
How can we question His strength His will
When He loved us then and He loves us still
