Paul Warren Poems

The world puts on a show
Where all the pastels glow
As the sun goes down
The beauty of the world surrounds
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He was very low
And didn't know
How he would get through
There was no way that it would do
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Sanctify me
I want to be free
For I have stood my ground
And banished the evil bound
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Walking on a cold dark day
I can't see the sun it's so grey
A brisk wind chills the soul
To make it home quickly my goal
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Beating, beating of my heart
No sounds do I hear apart
From this sound so clear
As I draw close and you are near
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Justice is
The search for truth
Independent of
Media interference
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He was a funny bloke

I had a mate who had an unusual sense of humour
They call it black humour for what it is
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My maternal grandfather's name was Gleissert
A German name from the town of Posen in Prussia
They had come to South Australia
For religious freedom in the 19th Century
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Do you measure up to the standard
And will not be standing there stranded

Even if you measure up
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Don't you know you don't count
They won't hear the argument you mount
For just to look at you in your cause
Will not gain from anyone applause
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