Catharine Parks Poems

Such an easy word to say
But harder to obey
That small still voice
That gives us a choice
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Trapped in a nightmare
From which I never wake
Each morning I lay there
My heart about to break
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Such an easy word to say
But harder to obey
That small still voice
That gives us a choice
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Your in my thoughts today

Even though you’re so far away
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If you were to open your spiritual eyes
See what is around you and analyze
A battle in full array
Evil spirits who have gone astray
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When I stand still and see the mountains
Rivers, trees, waterfalls and fountains
I see the creation of God's hands
Acknowledge all that's in our lands
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While on my bed I lay
I beheld a sight so clear
In my head it came
And wiped away my fears
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Here it comes
The famous ruler
A disciplinary measure
A stinging reminder
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Is there any left in this world today
From the ends of the earth to the other, say
You'll find it hard pressed to see
Any compassion for you or me
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Fierce
black, beautiful
twice slapped Max
after mating with him
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