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WHY DO THEY GET TO PASS Narrative Ballad Why do they get to pass that gate When they just seem to complain Of why they couldn't go to Spain Or buy this one estate. They act as if behind a grate When they break up with Jane- They plead relief from metal strain- They plead for a better fate. They claim that no one can relate To any of their pain- The hypocrites treat this as a game- Sympathy's a bait. Why do they get to pass that gate When they live life in vain- It's all about what they can gain While they just sit and wait For God to take them through His golden gates. But they cannot maintain A simple thanks to artful ra

TO THE WORLDS CREATOR Villanelle To the worlds creator, a merciful God, I beg, I ask, I plead, for just one thing- I find the suff'ring world you've made quite odd. I see a family stare into a pot- Rather empty- and fold their hands and sing To the worlds creator, a merciful God. I see the many politicians nod, But turn the cheek when it's their turn to swing- I find the suff'ring world you've made quite odd. And to the victims of the firing squad Whom true to faith and love do plead and cling To the worlds creator, a merciful God. I even question natures flooding lot, Which plagues all man with a blow so piercing- I find the

THOUGH THEY SAY Limerick Though they say that we suffer because It does teach us to learn from our flaws- To come to know To love and grow- Are the tortured just tools of a cause.

THOSE SAVAGES Rime Royal Those savages they come and kill my friends As if they were sick dogs, or even mice. The killers say they've come to make amends, But we've only been living here a trice. Not even ten pounds of gold can entice These sick savages whom refuse to cease The bloodshed- curse this tribes so called police.

THE CHILDREN Narrative Ballad The children keep on asking me- Will paradise make it right, Or is this just a part of life. Lord, neither set me free. I tell them it's so they can see Of what is wrong and right. But still that seems so black and white- If it was that easy. The thoughts just break me at my knees- During a peaceful night, A child whom burns in a fire fight Must surely disagree. A boy once said "she likes how I scream- Puts her frown out of sight." Makes me wonder if You're contrite- Or if you are like she. Though I hope you float in neither sea, But I do ask for sight Because I've grown weak in this fight- F

SUFFERING WILL COME Heroic Couplet Suff'ring will come like a thief at night- While children play, across the world is plight.

PLEASE TELL ME Rondeau Please tell me why things can't be fine- If I do share all that is mine- If I have done so few things bad. I don't know why my father's mad, But I've prayed to You at least ten times Before mom called the drunk a swine. Still he hit her for the last time. For this I pray in my new pad- Please tell me why. And now she's gone I mustn't whine- She wills not to see my decline. For she prefers that I be glad That You are such a loving lad. But although I am only nine, Please tell me why.

PEOPLE, THEY COME AND GO Heroic Couplet People, they come and go, they come and go- Though suffering is an eternal show.

ONE IS TOLD Limerick One is told evil lurks in the midst Because man just could not resist. A "lack of love" Removes the glove- But a glass half full still exists.