Poetry and Other Writings
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The Gulf
| There it is, so vast and emptyDarkness covering such a spanNo way over for the personMassive gulf 'tween God and manSin destroyed the pure communionThat God had with His Creation!Gulf so dark, so vast, so emptySeparating God from every nationThere He stands in finest gloryThe One to come and bridge the spanThe One who willingly came from heavenThe One true God who comes as ManGulf so vast, so dark and emptyCreated at the awful FallBut there lies One to restore communionTiny Babe in animal stallThere it is so dark and emptyNo way to God; all seems a lossBut on a |
Where will it be? A look at the modern world of war - kinda...
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In the China SeaWith PakistanisWhere will the next conflict be?We've done IraqNow to Iran?Just because of the Sin of manWill China now Attack Taiwan?Where will the conflict be?Our leaders sit alone At night and on their throneWondering who they can attack today!"Will it be a town?Something bigger to blow downWe will send the poor soldiers on their way!"written by |
My Grampy
| A long time agoWhen ships had sailsMy Grampy was a sailorSailing from WalesHis father before himSailed the wide blueIn ships full of youngEnthusiastic crewMy grampy sailed to the African CoastAnd picked up an animalThat was finer than mostHe was oh so tinyHis fur was so blackHis eyes were so dolefulNothing he lackedMy grampy brought homeThat beautiful boyNurtured and cared for himLike a really special toyBut that tiny monkeyJust grew and he grewUntil he was so bigMy grampy didn't knowWhat to doSo he put round his |
Looking Back...
| I looked in the mirrorAnd what did I see?But a lady with grey streaksStaring at me!She had crows feetIn the corners of her eyesAnd big 'shopping bags'Which was a surpriseIt only seemed likeA year and a dayWhen my pals called aroundAnd ask me to playWith their long skipping ropesAnd hula hoop rings,Magna Doodle, GyroscopesAnd those funny springsI remember the discosWith bright spinning lights,The hall full of teens,The playground fights. |
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