The darkness outside
Lingering over us now
Will dubs find the light
Write yours.
by Mysterious 7 Replies latest jw friends
The darkness outside
Lingering over us now
Will dubs find the light
Write yours.
Death, by thousand cuts.
The lighthouse flame is put out.
Will a Phoenix rise?
(Thanks for everything Simon and Ang -- no one deserved this resource you've provided for so long. Pity there's no heaven -- you've earned your spot!)
Dave
WBTS 1, Apostates 0.
Kind of poetic.
Now is the hour
Take flight from the tower
The pill you've been given, is bitter and sour
Only the net, will give light and empower
Elders may intimidate, I'm sure they even masturbate!
But all this, need not be your fate
For it is they, that we will liquidate
Oh mighty ones of the apostate!
Oh no! A haiku!
Stab my eyes out with a fork.
I'll be in less pain.
The healing winds subsides
The fires dies
A new and improved temple is built
The antitower rises from the ashes
The pilgrims converge again in cyberspace
More outreaching, and and immune to the flames
The phoenix will rise, to finish its battle with the beast.
Mysterious, I like the idea.
Tyrone, your poem is great! It even rhymes!
OK, here goes nuthin':
Many friends were made
Countless lessons have been learned
I am ever grateful
A little broken hearted, but nonetheless understanding,
Rachel
She jumped in bed
covered up her head
and swore I couldn't find her
but I knew damn well
that she lied like hell
so I jumped right in behind her