Tim Benton Poems
- Prejudice In the past you’ve heard of the need for purity of ...
- Terrorism The explosions in the street causes all to run and ...
- War The drums are pounding, let’s get dressed up for battle, ...
- Evil I come in many disguises, some are hard to detect, Yet...
- Religion The cleric walks by the child, whom is hungry ...
- The Beginning Out of the mist a voice spoke with a roar as ...
Born in Washington but raised in Wisconsin, Tim Benton was the fourth child to be born into a rather large family of eleven children. As a preacher’s son, Tim of course went the way of most preachers’ kids and was as wild as the day is long.
After all he has done and been through including running from himself, God, and the law, he’d finally came to a point in his life where he learned that the only way to find true happiness was to look up above for salvation.
He now lives happily with his family in Wisconsin.
You will find within his book the unique outlook that comes from someone that has tried out what the world has to offer, and found it all lacking! You will also find ... more »
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The cleric walks by the child, whom is hungry needing some food,
He ignores him because he believes his beliefs are rather lewd.
Let me preach at you, trying to convert you, yet ignore your needs,
Because this makes me feel better, superiority is on what my piousness feeds.
The Protestant fights Catholic; over for whom God has the most love,
While the God they fight over, is crying, watching from up above.
Let’s watch the Christians fight Jew over who is following the right way,
And for a little excitement let’s throw the Islamic into the fray.
Don’t forget ...