Poem -

Spin cycle

Spin cycle

How can you drown when you're dead in the water?

Stupid to swim in the street.

Hard to hang on when you can't make a fist.

Never can win when you're losing it!

Gets harder to breathe when you're dying.

You're hard to believe when you're lying.

Hope it all falls out in the spin -

The fear that, good times are closing in.

So we're digging these holes for a place down below.

Nothing to do but  lament.

Pray for a favor, or somewhere that takes cash.

Losing yourself knowing just where you're at!

Making no sense is so common.

We've padded what once was rock bottom.

Taking the wheel just in time for the crash -

Standing in line to ensure that you're last.

Always fixing what can only be broken -

- While believing that we've evolved.

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sparrowsong

Hello Neil...

Through the darkness He will find you...

Come into the light and He will guide you...

We have all come from dust and into dust we will go...

Brian Houston a Pastor gave a wonderful sermon on that...

Stand up brush ourselves off and realize we are all made for His Glory...

His love is always perfect...

Even when we are dusty...

Great write! 

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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sparrowsong

P.S. Welcome to Cosmo! 

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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Neil Anthony

Thank you for the kind words. And thank you for having me, here at cosmofunnel. The wonderful place with the odd moniker....

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