Biography of Jason Persilver
I was born in south Louisiana. The food there is awesome. When I was 10, we moved to Texas to start a Cajun restaurant. It was awesome. I soon learned that Mexican food is awesome. When I graduated high school, I joined the Marines. They are awesome too. I went to Japan and Iraq. One of those was not so awesome. I married my high school sweetheart, she is most awesome. I love music and playing guitar is my thing. I dabble with drums and piano, but guitar is the main instrument. Music is well….awesome. I play lead guitar for our church where I can share God’s generous gift he gave me. Because he is awesome.
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Jason Persilver's Works:
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Jason Persilver Poems
He ran to the end, just to find his shadow. He ran so hard, but the goal left him hollow. Now alone, he shivers with cold, Can he go back to the days of old?
He held on tightly, Hitting with words of hate. Saying what he wanted, And using no restraint.
The Stranger I See (Pt.1)
“What’s wrong with me”, I often ask As I look at the stranger in the looking glass. A vessel once full, has now become hollow, Still watching close by, but refusing to follow.
I sometimes think the young is most wise, Many times though, they are subject to despise. “They’re babies so naïve, they know nothing at all. How bold of them to think they can change the world.”
We narrowly miss death by the ticking of hands. One tock sooner and it could’ve been the end. Is it God’s way of keeping us in check? Reminding us that this could be our last breath.
He ran to the end, just to find his shadow.
He ran so hard, but the goal left him hollow.
Now alone, he shivers with cold,
Can he go back to the days of old?
Must he move on to something else?
Or put his soul in a box upon the shelf?
Maybe someone will buy it,
Maybe they’ll see its worth,
Maybe it could be a gift,