Brian Johnston Poems

(The Man Who Proved That God Is Real)

You told me you just want to know God exists,
Oh dear heart, I promise it's true,
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From the mountain pass where
pioneers ate human flesh
To survive a winter storm,
It does not seem far enough
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It seems a shame that you're not here
To share my evening stroll with me,
As I walk down this gravel road
That takes off just outside of town.
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Why does loneliness seem so attractive?
(Accepting her love as your fate)
Is there really much warmth in her arms?
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It's really not that pleasant to talk about,
In point of fact (I'm ashamed if this is true)
I fear that what matters (at least in my life)
Is just me, hardly ever (if ever) , you.
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Know that the abyss of love
Is up to your falling,
And lovingly embraces
The depths of your calling.
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When you're old, though no one heeds,
Your mind is verdant with weeds
And I find I must admit
Other's problems take a hit.
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There once was a cute chick named Nora,
Who preferred to dress up in angora,
But her boyfriend got sick,
To her clothes allergic,
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There was a lost soul, a truly ‘Sad Sack, '
Tried to compensate for genetic lack,
Dissed poets more famous
Embracing infamous,
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Should tomorrow start without me
My dear friend, please understand,
Who would choose this path, day's ending?
Still, I trust my savior's hand.
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