Poems from TruthTellerVi
I want to write good poetry, lyrical powerful poetry about God. So whatever I write that is lyrical, powerful and moving--Does NOT come from me, but from Him. I take no credit other than that my fingers typed it.
I used to meet you in the park.
You had pride- you said.
"This is only temporary.
I'm looking for a job,
Not living on welfare."
You wore...
I am the girl with the black dove on her shoulder
The creature made of selfishness and sin
More self-centered than you could hope to be.
I...
Let me be the truth teller-
The word weaver-
The speaker of blunt truths that cut like knives.
Let me be the brutally honest
The ever-...
Its like swallowing flint
To be here.
Among the talented people
The children of broken homes
Motor homes
And hill-top homes.
From the...
The singing began as they came for the finish
The cheers and proud memorandums
Ran through their minds.
A thousand miles had they run for...