Matty MacDowell

Sense - Poem by Matty MacDowell

Hush, I can hear sense.
Yes! - I hear it again - across the fence!
You can't hear it? Be quiet and listen;
Softly flowing from the fields of heaven.

Spoken, I can hear what's being said.
Angels rising to show us the way.
Drop your weapons -fall to your knees and pray.
We all have an appointment on Judgment day.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 13, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 16, 2010

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