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where the lions are slaughtered
by what they believe to be sheep
there too we must pass through
'Fear Is Not Of Where We Come From'
fear is where you find your mortal
feet firmly tread
lie not in the muck that is the baser
habits of man kind
rather choose to rise in yourself far above
and share your light with those left behind
either by themselves
or the density of their flesh they wonder the
earth though
each man must find his own way
there is no comparison
our souls are out buttoned up
taking a walk
and the earth and all its carnage and debris
are the afternoon stroll through which we must
meander
don't over think others plights too awfully much
live the life you were given
do the best you can
and let life and all its living do their best
as well
when you are able certainly offer a helping hand
but never repeatedly over think the ugliness you
encounter
for they are mere storms passing upon your path
as you make your way back home from your afternoon
stroll
God is everywhere, even in the ugliest of ugly things
you witness
take sustenance in your just knowing that
and enjoy the afternoon you were given to explore
that Sir Poet is the best advice I can give to fellow
poet with a heart so sore..............
(May 25, 2010 1247am)