Hey Tina - you want more?
It has beautifool poetry too:
Without a word
you slam the door
without a thought
as youv'e done before
I ask you to listen
hear my plea
for from this world
you must flee
We want all to have life
and none to die
that is why we come
though you don't care why
Still earnestly we go
preaching everyday
though most of you shun us
we love you anyway
I have the feeling cricket is a mature lady, way too gentle for this big bad world and watchtower dreaming is all she's got. As 1 would say - very sad.
unclebruce
PS: This is a little witnessing poem 'specially for you: (I hope you like it , it took me an hour and forty minutes to think up ;)
From door to door from house to house
Nothing was stiring not even my mouse