Fear it takes me whole and eats me to my very soul yet I plead forgive me as I deserve not thee
eyes filled with tears he stood before grand and mighty highest order of thief
I would beg for your soul and sell everything I own to save you from your hell
would you offer but a cool drink to my parched lips before they took my life
oh you of higher rank and probale cause in eyes of law I before a dawn stand in honor care not a trial of mokery or of greedy plead save your soul from Gods wrath
would you offer but a soothing word as I am laid in the pit to be consumed by lion for sport or joy of kin and kinsman pleasure so had
laughter resounded in a court of highest in a land few can recall a outcome but on a marker in a hill one cross left and one cross right in heaven he sleeps tonight
Interesting mixture of symbolism and surrealism in the imagery of "Good Thief".
Very impressive subject dealt, rich in contents and poemization... A poetic flower from the Poet's garden.
Wounded veteran and battered woman face more trials together!
After an RPG attack on their barracks in Afghanistan, corpsman, Wade Scott wakes up in an Army hospital in Germany with his right arm gone. His other friends were wounded too. Luk
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Interesting mixture of symbolism and surrealism in the imagery of "Good Thief".
Very impressive subject dealt, rich in contents and poemization... A poetic flower from the Poet's garden.
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU