I'm keeping it simple on this one. I've been out a long time thanks.
Beware
traps laid by the devil
don't fall for his lies
after all we are all human
his sword gleams in our eyes
our soul he is choosing
pain and destruction his prize
his ultimate revenge for the Lord
on his sword you surely die
We all have an angel on one side of our shoulder, and a devil on the other side. They are both trying to win our souls. We must not allow the devil to win our souls.
Poetry. Various urgent, lively, and sometimes haunting poems appear here alongside stark black and white photos of Jones' homeless subjects. Jones takes on the plight of the homeless in different voices, echoing the thoughts of people on the streets,
Poetry. Various urgent, lively, and sometimes haunting poems appear here alongside stark black and white photos of Jones' homeless subjects. Jones takes on the plight of the homeless in different voices, echoing the thoughts of people on the streets,
Sandie