Poems about Life, God and Love

1) Frosty Minnesota March

Dennis

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"Mother, you look so cold$%:"

(She's gazing out the window, she loves winter time, its frightful cold this evening, though, and winters turn into a lion.)

Dennis

"Mother, I'm going south for the rest of March--come along, the winters too long for me!"

(She simply looks into my eyes says :) "The South, go on, let me be!"

Dennis

"Sweet mother dear--tomorrow they say, comes another storm!"

(Here cold eyes now look at me, says with a gleaming eye and smile :) "Then take me to Las Vegas or let me just freeze!"

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2) Jesus' Riddle to John

Jesus once said to John, a riddle, "Answer if you can...: must I die for God, or must I die for man$%:"

(John bewildered couldn't say, he just lowered his eyes and prayed.)

"I take their sins..." Jesus said, "I feel their pain, from Monday through the Sabbath: in cities, nooks and valleys, and in allies, as they hide their selves from me, to sin some more in quite, as if I can't see...!"

(John still looked bewildered but said :) "I guess you'll die for me!"

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3) Life, God and Love
(The king eater)

Saddam Hussein, he wanted to be king of kings, like Nebuchadnezzar, and so he was--:

At the end of his quest, he: crawled out of a hole, when captured; he grunted like a hog when he was judged--and he heard the hooves of the deadly horses approaching, the roars of anger by his henchmen, when he was hung.

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4) Love Leaves a Debt

I am an old lover, and cry to all yokels out there:

Love a day, and for a time

For love is grim, and seldom kind....

To all you lovers have good heed

Love fades without a word, or deed.

And: --

Love always leaves an unpaid debt--

For one always loves more than the other

(and that one never gets)!

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