Some Miracle Poem by Lyn Paul

Bad and good in life is inseparable to the end is because it balance the weight of the world, as long day has night and as long as black still contrast the white, bad never end, it just us who can put the place where it should be at...

This is an excellent piece....enjoyed it...

Simply for greed! ! ! To hit the nail on the head. Nice work.

Yes, dear Lyn, of the good and open heart, the miracle is called Hope, but even hope is being murdered in a world of insane and uncontrolled Dopes. This wonderful poem present in a most clear and natural way the insecurities and horror of our times, and questions our human sanity. Good work. If more people read this or thought about it, maybe there could be some change, somewhere somehow.

A Wonderful write Lyn. I liked the unique lines.... Threw firecrackers over the neighbouring fence Watched the frogs climb from the septic tank... We need to protect our own future as well as those who are dependent on us. There has to be some Miracle, lets hope Miracle plays its role one day..Beautiful presentation. Loved reading each lines..

We all have been a beautiful child Now we want to protect our own. Their future.......yes. Very nicely and aptly presented. Best word choice. Deep speculation, Beautiful poem I like best. Many thanks.