I CALL
In the days of my troubles i call unto my lord.Who is forevermore,worthy to be praise.I call unto my god,i cried unto my lord.Who is so great god our god.I call unto the lord.He is my king the kings of kings.I sing my praise unto my god.To my god i do give thanks.Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| ALIYAH | 1 | 05/29/2009 |
| I CALL | 0 | 05/29/2009 |
| This Life | 0 | 05/29/2009 |
| WE | 0 | 05/29/2009 |
| When The Sex Is Done | 1 | 05/29/2009 |
| BELIEVING MAKES ME | 0 | 05/28/2009 |
| I have come | 1 | 05/28/2009 |
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