Forrest Hainline Poems

Out of
The depths I call
Heed my supplication
Hear my voice and redeem me from
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Snow against my face
Stale, picked up, thrown against my face
My face bitten red
There is no shelter for the trees are dead
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O Lord
I am not proud
I am still and quiet
Like a child upon its mother's
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Go to
God's dwelling place
Let us fall on our knees
And let God's faithful people sing
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Geoffrey Chaucer, The Friar's Prologue (A Minimalist Translation)

This worthy limiter, this noble Friar
He made always a manner lowering chiere
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Some folks
Ain't happy but
They puttin others down
Step on my head if I can stomp
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How good
And pleasant when
Brothers live together
In unity - like fine oil or
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Praise the
Name of the Lord
For the Lord gives justice
And shows compassion to all his
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To the
God of heaven
Give thanks for he is good
And his mercy will endure for
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We wept
Sat down and wept
By Babylon's waters
How can we sing the Lord's song on
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