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My No-Good Graces

by D. $ Fontera

Member since 2004 · Posted 9 Sep 2007 · 2 comments

This prayer is for injustice For the unsuspecting pawn Whose life is stricken With disease The moment he is born Bless our indiscretions Herald this mighty hand And when we perish Some may say Our lives were more than sand Make me stronger than I am Revive my vanquished love I speak these words From heaven With false paradise above

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[9] deleted user 10-Sep-07/3:58 AM Reply
I like the rhythm and rhyme scheme of this. nicely done.
[7] INTRANSIT 10-Sep-07/7:17 PM Reply
The end goes cheesy.