Poem -
S O U L
Like 0 Pin it 0The greatest giftÂ
Lies in the groundÂ
Beneath the earth
Where the earthworm playsÂ
Inside the tunnelsÂ
Air everywhere untilÂ
Suffocation beginsÂ
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It don't take longÂ
For death to occurÂ
For a tyrant to emergeÂ
From the undergroundÂ
Hell it's HitlerÂ
One of his croniesÂ
Pulling out your teethÂ
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Jesus man
How,Â
Tell meÂ
Why,Â
The death squadÂ
Slowly comesÂ
Bringing you the DEATHÂ
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SoÂ
You can justify yourÂ
ArmyÂ
You can cause painÂ
You can I know you canÂ
But there's one thing you can'tÂ
That's take my soulÂ
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Hello Jai...
The composition of Jai Masters tells us that they can steal our life but that never can start the soul, but on Earth more than soul mind body and that body is there who must defend the tyrants and the monsters who seek to destroy it.
The body goes to the land and becomes wheat, provided it does not exist in the Earth radiation, or that is poisoned by a chemical.
Can it Deteriorate a Soul?
The benevolent souls are not impaired and are always in evolution, but when a soul is evil by nature gradually will deteriorate until its extinction.
A Hug.
Morning Lazar;
that's what I say.....
How art thou Lazar;Â
Its cold but then you come to Me,Â
thank you from Jai's little soul:)Â
Hello Jai...
Tomorrow is a poem by writing, a story to tell and a million emotions to live. Yesterday was a frustrated dream, an incomplete verse and a blank page. Today is hope, a project of life and a commitment to the future, and all the stuff the 21 grams of soul accompany us always.
A Hug is a Pleasure to Read your Compositions.
Where are you, we can meet;,
ah there you are, in the sky,
i see you in the Sky,
the land, the earth,Â
here on web, here in spirit.Â
Come Lucas, come see Jai :)Â
Right now I am finishing a tribute to Mr WordSlinger, the man who pushed me to write poetry, in a mysterious way, as gratitude from time to time do you advertising by way of homage, it is a brilliant poet and the architect of the Train of Poetry in America, in Africa, in Australia and Europe, at the moment, I think that it is also preparing to go with your virtual train, Asia, and the India.
It is true that here on the website you are in a spiritual way, hahahahahahaha, but it is also true that the physical part is required, how very well says one of the illustrations that accompany my last writing "In the Labyrinth of Pain", the soul what is gun and body... What is the body.
A hug.