Pneuma From My Breath Poem by Madrason .
Pneuma From My Breath
All a long they found me strong
tolerant as mother earth
wiping the dirt from their skin
where there's good there is no sin
in the end then all me friends
wouldn't want to shake me hands
frightened I might be the spy
that would catch them at each lie
long awaited anxious death
pressed them Pneuma from my breath!
Madrason 06082014
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Wednesday, August 6, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: belief
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