1141 Santa Dot Com Change came his way. (Quick is our quest). For kids today email is best. Stamps not required in this new trend. Type what’s desired, and then “hit send”. Old-Red-Cheeks knows speed is not bad. Excitement grows, beyond the fad. Red, white and green’s off in a dash. Can orbit screens track North Pole flash? So fast he is, faster than new. Santa’s a whiz. Youth makes it true. But what of age? What holds our care? What fills our page? How will we fare? Dark tomorrows, from troubled mind, shower sorrows on all Mankind. Some shed no tear. They face the end, where foe is fear and courage friend. Some hearts shine bright. They will applaud, in my delight, to trust in God. (Papyrous: Phoenix, Arizona; Thursday, September 20, 2007; 9:00 A.M.) 1142 Fast Is Not Our Speed Lord, I understand now why You don’t interfere. Does it hurt to allow freewill to persevere? Will Mankind ever find that subtle beat of heart, that freedom to be kind, that practice of love’s art? My guess is that You know, sweet charity will reign, when we with wisdom glow (when prudence tires of pain). How will You spend Your day? What will You do till then? Does our drama replay? How long till our Amen? You must, sometimes, get bored, at our style of progress. From horse to oil we soared, and still no happiness. Now our nuclear race has spawned a growing dread. Contact with inner space has left whole cities dead. In this my introspect, to glimpse Your point of view, I mean no disrespect wondering what You do. This sowing and reaping Although, at times, quite tense, makes freewill the learning of our benevolence. Perhaps You may applaud, as we discern Your laws. Slowly to You, dear God, as we outgrow our flaws. (Papyrous: Phoenix, Arizona; Sunday, September 23, 2007; 7:04 A.M.) Like these poems? Want to read more? Click here to experience my free poem E-Book, Something For Everyone ( with over one thousand poems). poems-by-papyrous
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