I don´t like to talk about myself... I try my best in poetry, because I love it, and because I want other people to see what I see. I´m sorry if my grammar and vocabulary isn´t perfect - English isn´t my first tongue. Thnk you very much for reading my poetry. more »
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Comments about Hannah Freeman
She looked at her wings, humbled
Scattered ripped crippled
At Your power and glory
Over being and matter
Over death, death, death,
In silence she should
Have bowed to the Lord,
To cruelty and hate
To war and to death, to death on wings
On wings of steel, of iron and gold
To the smile on your face
To the grin of the cat
Bow to the Almighty!
For he is the one, the one, the only
The only that loves and warms and aids
That kills, that cripples, that screams that fails
For He can do ...