Born in a manger
No place for a king...
Our world is slowly torn apart.
Time to straighten jagged hearts...
Why has god put me on a path that
seams to lead to dead ends...
In each and every way
i must praise the man up stairs...
Angels
Angel sent to me from up above...
This really isn't a poem, but oh well.
Nothing is forever...
Show me how it’s endless, this stream of...
Where we stand, and as I graze your new creased...
Every morning, I wake up,
There is the sun...
I'm the black catholic.
Are you a crack addict...
There is beauty in the untamed soul
Full of purpose yet knows this great hole...
Question god,
Question fate...
Do You belive in god
and the wounders of his grace...