Daniel Lee Poems

Calm before storms, rain must duly fall,
Tried like fine gold, impurities gall,
Romanced and forgotten, composing an epitaph,
Etching on stone, read somberly as they laugh.
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Again, another day yet comes as I abide with death,
No gentle hand doth comfort me just my own foul breath.
I'm thrown with violence here and there screaming day and night,
Can no one offer healing to one who suffereth plight?
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A garden so fair, perfect in sight,
Six days was created, six days and six nights,
Then man was formed, from the dust of the earth,
Forbidden fruit taken, and man's sin was birthed.
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