Married two times to Red and to Blondie

Red was a Nympho and Blondie was a butt

Sluts nor Brains change just because of I do

Been blessed to know many a beautiful women

Thought if ever a third she would be a golden Brown

21 Years ago a Brown Headed White girl turned me around

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All of the minutes of our yesterday are gone

Only snapshots and memories keep them alive

Yesterday, we all lived through it, good and bad

We breathe today because of surviving another day

Yesterday's mistakes do not need to lay heavy upon us

Once we’re forgiven in Grace, it’s over with and it’s done

Through God’s love for us all He forgives our sins like, yesterday

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A poem for you to consider please

The ground we walk on is Hells high acres

Earths Pimples do pop and the Earth shakes

The Pit of Hell is at the Core of our Earth below

We send down big bombs to give cracks for escape

Old Angles now running the Government’s here

Hell is a bit hot so please do not try to attend

Angles cast down, this ground is their last stand

From Grace on High, to Heat Below, They Rule here

Angles of High to the Ashes of Hell, the Fall is so far

Until the Rapture Sound, They shall, Live here among us

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A poem for your consideration

At the Rapture of Christ will we be watching

We say we are faithful but what will He find

Will my Lights be on and His Spirit still inside

God’s love, such easy work yet many reject Him

If we have no Faith or Love we are dead already

Blessed are the Faithful for their heart is never closed

The beginning of understanding is Faith in whom He is

Just remember Jesus was Jewish and loved Jerusalem

Will the Rapture find us watching or fighting like fools

Or, we can act like the D.C. Idiots and worship the Beast

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A short poem for your consideration

The insane are we ourselves or our mirror images

Whew the anger when I turned on my T.V. last night

Maga, Trumpian idiots, posing for the security cameras

To just yell lock them up is no longer good enough

TREASON, by sitting Congressmen, Senators, President

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A Poem for you to consider

Ain’t got nothing against that there man in the Moon

That ole boy’s got food, or he done ate everybody else

We’re looking for water under Mars, even air-born cars

Finding Chemicals on Asteroids now that is really cool

Planting Nukes on Satellites the remedy of AI or Fools

I love all the reaches and the pictures our brains can create

Cameras so far and so beautiful, the things we can now see

Yet many could have eaten a meal for the price of one rocket

No Wise Man spends their money before their family has eaten

Playing games in Space at the Starvation of more Billions, again

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T.R. Savage

T.R. Savage

I am a 64 yr old Christian man who lives in Kentucky. I have been disabled for 7 yrs now. Was a long haul truck driver during 4 decades. Please do drop in.