Luke Easter Poems

A wise one, quick, poet, one reaching for Aaksh the sky,
Says the co-writer Cs Vishwanathan from India, Mumbai,
Akar-shape & Aalap-musical, Aafreen-encouragement,
By flowing in poetic rhyme as Aadi-first; most important.
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Modernization? Living in an era of lickity-split,
Where nobody expects to wait even a little bit,
High speed Internet, drive through, oil change,
And I know there are many, many other names.
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Teenage cheerleader has disappeared in a small Texas town,
And while her family, friends and local police scurry around,
Colorado City Police Chief John Bivins says no Amber Alert,
Officials say her case doesn’t meet the criteria & if she’s hurt?
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The dream of life is all as everyone will find,
One hell of good universe in season’s time,
Life would surprise us, left at the next turn,
Eternal gift is given & not by what we earn.
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True love, husband & wife together for more than 50 years,
A joyous relationship much happiness & fewer if any tears,
One half century of memories is there anything left to fear?
Death, a grocery store, can’t destroy love for you my dear.
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I had overheard some Baptist Pastors and it was news,
Saying that Abraham’s blessings are only for the Jews,
Old Testament books are not for New Testament saints,
Well I am no bible scholar but wrong, like hell it ain’t.
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You are a kid but in a war at 19 years of age,
11/14/1965 critically wounded and in a daze,
Somewhere, Central Highlands of Viet Nam,
Machine guns, need to be saved but who can?
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As I first heard about the series “Skins” airing on MTV,
I thought, there must be a promo error how could it be?
Why would the golf channel allow Jack, Gary and Fred,
Do Senior Skins not on their channel but MTV instead?
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So, Iraq and/or Afghanistan, you’re used to fighting back,
But back home in the states finding yourself under attack?
Mortgages from billion $$$ corporation JP Morgan Chase,
Had the nerve to stab you in the back, slap you in the face?
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Today we mourn the passing of our beloved dear friend,
“Common Sense” passed away but no one is sure when,
Aw-come-on, as he was sometimes affectionately called,
No headlines, evening news, sermon, no one is appalled?
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