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*** Challenge Poem 2 ***
*** Testament
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by 'Barry R. Long'
I walked into town to
collect the dole,
feeling the torment of a warn out soul.
my
life so I thought had been extremely harsh,
for it seemed
sorrowful from beginning to last.
I asked God what have I done,
was I unfit,
may he bestow another, don't I deserve it.
Felt
utterly weary I just had to sit down,
found a bench and sat
wearing a frown.
Around about then I heard a
rat-a-tat-tat,
noise was a blind man as a matter of fact.
Sat
down quietly beside me his body bent,
with not even a trace of
acknowledgement.
Hear a voice inside me say ok swap away,
well
ok perhaps my life really isn't so grey.
So the blind man gets
up and toddles off,
unaware the impact departs with a cough.
My
God this is my testament to you true,
you saved me from a life
of feeling blue.
*****
Copyright: Barry R. Long,
18th. March 2004
published: www.tardemstudios.co.nz - 18th.
March 2004
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