Lucifer's Apology
Dear World I am sorry you're mine Yes your poetry is none the worse Sundry rhymes in ruminating verse With its cadenced meters of lines Unable to elevate the soul devine After wallowing in the crap slime Dear world I am sorry you're mine Everything you see comes from God For better though often for worse And yes God helps you write poems Whether by his good favors or ill Unfortunately only you can decide Free will is very tricky business Dear world I am sorry you're mine How can we know the future's mind Written January 22nd, 2002 © on Jan 22 2002 06:16 AM PST 0 • 13
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"Dear World I am sorry you're mine..."