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His Life

He came as the thunder in the middle of the night.

His voice could be heard in the roaring of the winds.

Disappointment in his whirlwind of time gone by.

For his misery is of our own accord, we have failed

for in his eyes we should be at peace. Yet there is always

fighting going on and so much mistrust.

Love should be the key to open the universe of our souls.

Yet so much lying and deceiving is going on. Can we

not stop the world from all this pain?

Turn back time and renew the meaning we should have

gotten from times gone by. Can you help me form a better

world?

One with love and truth and no more suffering. For he

has given his life to set us free, so we could carry on his

work.

Can we not give our time to him, for that is all he has

ever asked of us, just a little faith is all we need to set

his tears at ease.

Take my hand and together we will take his, and become

one as we should be.

Written By:

Donna Le

12/98

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