Mary Champion Poems

Not so long ago
I was young - like you.
And I never thought I'd grow old.
But I did.
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but understanding is the hard part.

Why are you unhappy,
my angry little man?
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My foolish heart will eavesdrop on my mind.
Blind to the meaning of the words
it can still sense the feeling behind them.
When it is moved by fear or anger,
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I feel sorry for heroes.

Heroes have a hard time.
We ask so much of them
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I need answers!
Perfect answers!
Free of loopholes,
free of flaws.
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Who will put your case
sad little heart?
Who will be your advocate
when you cry?
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ANCIENT WISDOM SPEAKS

The ancient stones stand tall and still,
dark and dank upon the hill.
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Mallory's Mum
is as cool as they come -
she's a friend to the Earth and the Sky.
She sings about peace,
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If religion could place more reliance
on the methods adopted by science,
it would be more evolved,
aave more mysteries solved
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I can hardly wait until I'm weightless.
When I'm weightless things won't seem so grave.
Freed from massive worries I'll be flying,
riding on the crest of white light's wave.
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