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by Samuel, United Kingdom Jun 16, 2006
  Poetry

  

Come forth and bring comfort
Yield from the plain beneath
Revive to the rain of my brows
Reach to the oceans high
Run down to the streams deep
Drink of the fountains unseen
The power of life, let it flow through your veins
Unveil a life to feed life
Seeds of faith and life
You hold to share with all
Break forth from your grave beneath
Come forth with your child of life
My hands are ready to serve
I shall bear life
Life that gives life.





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Samuel


I'm 26 years old.
And this is my creed.
My voice is a tool in destiny's toolbox.
My words are the ammo of providence's slingshot.
My thoughts are the paths in fate's journey,
My intentions projections of success divine.
I write because I choose to speak
of the things the cause the world to spin.
I write because I can
and i believe my words will someday make an impact.
I'm not an agent of change as some many conclude or think.
I'm just the wind that blows and spreads the forest fire.
Join me and together we can walk to destiny's dream.

Love to all
I'm not a poet
I'm just me
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