Colors Of Darkness Poem by Bill Grace

Colors Of Darkness

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I come with pen Lord
As some saint of old would pray
Hear dog and furnace
In the bastion of the night
How can I justify the air I breathe?
On a planet lost to seeth
In so many colors of darkness?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sandra Fowler 29 September 2007

Very eloquent. In a world of darkness one turns toward the Light. I can only add, 'Amen'. Warm regards, Sandra

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Ben Paynter 14 December 2005

ive prayed similarly but your words are better and speak with a stronger voice

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