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[aid] => mick
[title] => Death and Resurection
[time] => 2005-04-06 06:31:33
[hometext] => Well, I don't have much to say except this is my first poem ever and I would like some feedback. Thanks and God bless
[bodytext] => You came to the world a new born child Your love for man cannot be measured, not even by miles You were rejected by most, even by your home town Then somehow, atop your head was placed a thorny crown They took you to a hill where at your wrist was place a nail All the hopes of the disciples, they thought would never sail They rose your cross inbetween that of two thieves They just let you hang there to moan and to grieve Finaly you let out a yell, "IT IS FINISHED" Often I wonder what the people couldn't tell But then I think to myself, this why that child was born You came to the world, only to adorn Taken off of your cross and sent to a tomb Your resurection was to be very very soon Finaly, the guards were out like lights The angels roled away the stone, and did it with little might You showed yourself to the disciples and more Through your actions you are now adored You flew away to the heavenly heavens Now we must wait for just one more seven You came to the world a new born child Your love for man cannot be measured, not even by miles I know you are coming back some day Untill then I will worship you and wait [comments] => 3 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 11 [informant] => laukala [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ChristianPoetry )
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