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Array ( [sid] => 35123 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Connect the Dots [time] => 2004-02-15 18:00:13 [hometext] => almost everything is a product of what we've done. Therefore, we should very well know what's coming and what NOT to do to prevent it. (i've no idea where thiis came from) [bodytext] => Connect the dots
to simply find
An image within
of love divine.

But then there are
times of hate.
to find an image
full of rage.

Connect the dots
to see the past
to see what happened
to see what lasts.

Connect the dots
to find the future
to see what lies,
to see the picture.

Connect the dots
to see past lies.
To see what's right.
To see the wise.

Or don't at all
and live out life.
Not knowing at all
coming troubles and strife.

[comments] => 3 [counter] => 164 [topic] => 25 [informant] => Elf [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )

Connect the Dots

Contributed by Elf on Sunday, 15th February 2004 @ 06:00:13 PM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems

Connect the dots
to simply find
An image within
of love divine.

But then there are
times of hate.
to find an image
full of rage.

Connect the dots
to see the past
to see what happened
to see what lasts.

Connect the dots
to find the future
to see what lies,
to see the picture.

Connect the dots
to see past lies.
To see what's right.
To see the wise.

Or don't at all
and live out life.
Not knowing at all
coming troubles and strife.

Copyright © Elf ... [ 2004-02-15 18:00:13]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Connect the Dots (User Rating: 1 )
by Lionel on Sunday, 15th February 2004 @ 06:44:20 PM AEST
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I know where it came from. It came from deep within you, brought out by God's inspiration. And it is great. Now, look up the definition of in(spirit)ation. Most poems are not by inspiration. I'd rather never write another poem, if not by inspiration. God bless.

Re: Connect the Dots (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Sunday, 15th February 2004 @ 08:53:13 PM AEST
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This was a truly unique poem and I enjoyed every word. Kie

Re: Connect the Dots (User Rating: 1 )
by Elf on Friday, 20th February 2004 @ 07:19:44 PM AEST
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now that I think about it, it came from the paint of my ceiling. It's got that styrofoamy little things in it. I found a pic of Pres. Bush once..........
-*Valen*-

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