Frank Pulver

(10/28/1971 / born-(Hudson, New York) - raised-(Tampa, Florida))

Rumors of Life


Our mouths are like open graves
That is full of cursing and bitterness
As the lips are like the poison of vipers
That is full of deceit and hatred

We are swift to shed blood
That is full of ruin and misery that mark our ways
As we turn away from our Peace
And the love of our Friends

Hopefully we can all take these words as lessons
In our lives
We should not turn from each other
And we should not judge each other

Friends are hard to come by
In this world that is full of hatred
So let us all close our ears
To the rumors of life

Submitted: Friday, March 01, 2013
Edited: Friday, March 01, 2013

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