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Tempered Steel by Walter LaVerne Jones Tuesday, March 15, 2005 Not rated by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan Wisdom burned upon a stage life flashes in the mind and dies
I Somewhere in heaven a voice cries Heart dances in the lies but too late Each is the message of living dies Burden lives in liberty seeking horizon Child will travel time in dimension Slow to reveal and too tired equate transition Pure as the heavens reaching for salvation Private war rips the sand of man temptation II Ship sales off in the fading light blood red Words in scripture laid free in battle of soul Fire and brimstone accompany the pain of death laid Whilst the time call forth man in raven black on a stand No bust of Greek death will wait in created dreams Nor a place at the sea to lay with dead creatures waiting Salvage all the spirit left to float in the wind Longfellow cries Opium leads the pain of beauty low across a hunting sun Many come most run in the view of words written in the soul III High on a rock the world is viewed by power in order of precedence Watch the night escape to be replaced by wonder viewed glitter paid Each value in greed of seed place in full view death to escape life Burden of man is the mind left unfiltered no knowledge only read set Page upon page value goes from child to cattle and exchange transferred Water and salt in gold and bronze left in pictures stacked in timbers bleeding Withering bones bleached by earth wind and fire live in memories of life Poets leave glimpses of image in trapid lifts calling good to evil saved With no escape who will take the passion and the dream to future Procreate a life to continue the species why value negligible praise lost In the image created in the image dust to ash will components be saved? IV Seven in the wind of dream all being destroyed by self left to own endeavors Tears of illusion lost in illuminating light cast across faith in water sinks Stones polished by the bones and blood of those before marked high praise All before time lay in cold nothing showed for being here only dreams left Many the grains of sand in sky measure the pains tried and died in faith Dirt feeds the worms in the manly creation leaving holes in time played Passing evaporates in thin air all join in the judging no body is home Meek take what is left slim pickings fire purified century of souls spent?

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Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson	3/22/2005

my goodness where do you gather the energy? this is Awesome....it lifts and fills one to capacity enjoyed




Reviewed by Tinka Boukes	3/15/2005

Oh this is good...very good!! Excellent piece Walter!! love Tinka