David Byer Biography

I drive down the court
Eyes up, hands pumping
Legs in rhythm
Lift, rise, release
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How do I describe my God,
where do I even start?
Where do you begin with One,
who Is and Wert and Art?
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What was and what wasn’t
What is and what isn’t
Occupy most of our thoughts
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Sometimes from deep
inside me
I have the urge to
SHOUT
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I have a love in my life
To do what is good
To do what is needed
To do what I should
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