Isaiah Poem by DAVID GERARDINO

Isaiah

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Like a woman who never gave birth,
or a sky with out rain.
theres a crimnal on this road, and it
steels your beatifull pain.
LIKE a child with out toys, or a saint
with out faith, theres a crimnal on this
road, and it steels your beatifull pain.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr 25 January 2007

THE SINS OF OUR WAYS...GREAT PIECE, DAVID...QUITE DEEP, INDEED FJR

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