Josh Kukla Poems

Blessed is he,
who lives in the light.
Not knowing worry,
fear, or plight.
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When apocalypse comes to cleanse us all,
the best place to be will be at the mall.
Morals on sale at blowout price,
as nuclear winter puts us on ice.
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More than man can comprehend,
before the beginning and past the end,
only in infinity are we cleansed,
eternally in time our souls will blend
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