what happened to wisdom, what happened to strength
those glory days are gone, those times of the round tables, the crowns and the wise old rulers,
when things made sense and hope had a chance to stay alive but now its dead its dead now
and we don't seem to even notice. where are the answers that that heavenly being we all know and love supposedly dispensed out so happily
i think that we have a messed-up view of God, that we think He's just going to come down and wave around and make everything better, well i
know he still will, i believe
but for now we all just have to hold on for dear life and cry out in pain as our car dies and we get bad grades work is horrible and we think about dying and then
her sister does it
notes from a not-for-profit life. reader notes for poems: bold represents emotional thought, boldness; italics represent narrator-thought or God-thought.
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