joseph had a dream
his brothers jealous
devised a scheme
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respect your own thoughts
your own ideas
no matter how different
at odds with the crowd
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God is broad
religion is narrow
repeats endless ritual
like an aimless arrow
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while i write this
thousands are making love
while i write this
hundreds are in their last throes of dying
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i want good sense
what i say and do
so i don't stupidly offend
she, he, it, or You
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the world needs more poets
not famous ones
just thoughtful ones
inspiration alive
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afraid of 'the church'
and what they think?
go along with the crowd
even tho there's a stink?
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what might have been
that familiar story we all know
if i had married her
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form over spirit
in too many religions
ceremony, ritual
few life-giving visions
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