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Why can’t others see
What my eyes are telling me?
Time and again through history
Bad choices by the majority
Lead us into misery – but
Do we learn from our mistakes?
Oh no, not us, we’ll always be
Blind to what some others see
As in the past days gone by
Barabbas was the one set free.
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©Denise G Allen, 28 April 2014 08:21
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When the world is turned upside down
And values stand on their head,
When corruption is condoned
And whistle-blowers victimised,
What hope is there for upright men
Who stand alone against this world’s insanity?
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©Denise G Allen, 25 April 2014 05:35
New Leaf, New Life
New Leaf, New Life
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Neglected, overgrown,
Shapeless, windblown,
Covered with clover…
We can start over,
Free ourselves from the past
Eyes wide open to the promise
Of a life everlast-ing ~
All it takes is faith.
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©Denise G Allen, 18 April 2014 20:01
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Silence is silver,
Gold is too brash
As the sound of cymbals
Will clash in the silvery
Silence of the moon,
And soon you will hear
Silence breathe –
You can catch its breath
If you listen hard enough
And the breath of peace
Can cloak the world
If we only believe…
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©Denise G Allen, 17 April 2014 06:54
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Look around you, if you dare,
There is beauty everywhere,
Beauty in the mountains tall,
Beauty in the grottos small,
The zillion different shades of green,
The spectrum of colours,
The scale of sounds,
All together know no bounds.
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And all the creatures in all the world,
All the life that lives in earth
And sea and sky,
And that includes both you and I,
Live in symbiotic bonds whereby
Upon each other we rely
For the wants of life
Which we have squandered nearly dry.
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We are not the masters of the universe,
We are not the kings who rule the earth,
We are here to live God’s plan,
Our God who is the great I Am,
And we his servants to do His will
And bid our ego’s to be still,
Giving God the glory He deserves,
Holding nothing in reserve.
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©Denise G Allen, 14 April 2014 07:27
Autumn Loves, Leaves
Autumn Loves, Leaves
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Autumn leaves rain down
Slowly, steadily covering the ground
Tho’ summer’s leaves remain
In abundance on the trees.
‘twill be months before the boughs are bare
But for now the beauty of diverse hues
Reflect, both above and below, bedecked
In summer and autumn’s greens and golds.
The most beautiful of all seasons,
Autumn bridges the times of plenty
With the times of hardship; one foot
On the earth, the other in the grave;
’tis the season I most love.
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©Denise G Allen, 12 April 2014 07:30
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I can’t remember your face,
Darkly as it always was,
Heavily clouded eyes
Looking ever inward,
Unseeingly – seemingly
Hovering on the edge of life.
Scant memories of love and laughter,
Only of misery and blame;
Looking through the album
Of remembrances,
You were the night to my day,
The dark to my light
Fading away…
You were the depth of my shame
Brought to mind again.
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©Denise G Allen, 07 April 2014 11:49
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We need seeds to plant
When this planet is dead,
Stripped for posterity
By commerce and industry
And selfish activities
Without a thought of
Tomorrow…
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Scatter seeds for the future ~
From the North to the South,
From the East to the West ~
Seeds of learning,
Seeds of birthing,
Animal and vegetable,
Original, incorruptible…
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Can we start again?
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©Denise G Allen, 28 March 2014 15:57
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Fat cat, head of state,
Earns far more
Than he deserves
When he knows not
Wot’s going on ~
Others run his life for him!
Is he so weak
Or is it a charade
That ‘they’ choose
How much he spends
So his ignorance knows no end.
From the shower to the pool
He is nothing but a fool
Thinking that the powa
Will be his for eva ~
The writing is on the wall
(be it ever so small)
It is there for all
To see.
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©Denise G Allen, 05 April 2014 08:43
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