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I voluntarily inflicted a certain level of insanity on myself.

quote by Jonathan Franzen
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Virtual Insanity

Written by jay kay and toby smith
Oh yeah what were living in (let me tell ya)
It a wonder man can eat at all
When things are big
That should be small
Who can tell what magic spells well be doing for us.
And Im giving all my love to this world
Only to be told
I cant see, I cant breathe
No more will we be
And nothings gonna change the way we live
Cos we can always take and never give
And now that things are changing for the worse,
See, its a crazy world were living in
And I just cant see that half of us immersed in sin
Is all we have to give these
Futures made of virtual insanity
Now always seem, to be governed by this love we have
For useless, twisting of our new technology
Oh now theres no sound for we all live underground
And Im thinking in what a mess were in
Hard to know when to begin
If I could slip the sicly ties that earthly man has made
And now every mother can choose the color of her child
Thats not natures way
Well thats what they said yesterday
Theres nothing left to do but pray
I think its time I found a new religion
Waoh its so insane to synthesize another strain
Theres something in these futures that we have to be told.
Futures made of virtual insanity
Now always seem, to be governed by this love we have
For useless, twisting of our new technology
Oh now theres no sound for we all live underground
Now theres no sound if we all live underground
And now its virtual insanity
Forget your virtual reality
Oh, theres nothing so bad, I know yeah
Instrumental break
Oh, this virtual insanity, were living in,
Has got to change, yeah
Things will never be the same
And I cant go on
While were living in oh, oh virtual insanity
Oh, this world has got to change
Cos I just, I just cant keep going on, it was virtual,
Virtual insanity that were living in, that were living in
That virtual insanity is what it is
Futures made of virtual insanity
Now always seem, to be governed by this love we have

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song performed by Jamiroquai
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Intentional

No matter what may be done or said,
When that action in time takes place...
Someone will feel left out instead.
Not because of the action,
Done or said.
But how it was related when instigated.

Whoever made it fun for one,
To berate another with a blurting tongue...
The day will come,
When a similar deed is repeated.
With a singing of a song sung,
Or a tune heard hummed.

With no exit to ignore it to escape or leave,
The perpetrator remembered...
Will then be seeking empathy.
That no one with heart and soul intact,
Will care to release to relieve.
To set one free from memories.

This Earth is not flat,
It looks as if round.
And rotates on an axis,
To return to a place of origin always found.
And that is a fact when one sits to think,
Of those thoughts trapped to sit cemented...
In intentional inequities inflicted to sting and meant!

Inflicted to sting and meant!
What goes around...
Inflicted to sting and meant!
Comes around...
Inflicted to sting and meant!
What goes around...
Inflicted to sting and meant!
Comes around...
Inflicted to sting and meant!

It is all quite intentional.

'Never accuse me again,
Of not having substance! '

Inflicted to sting and meant!
'Never...
Inflicted to sting and meant!
Accuse...
Inflicted to sting and meant!
Me...

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Blaqpearl

Feeding off dump sites
Government preaching about human rights
The minds hunger now difficult to fight
The authority’s pledge I’ve learnt to recite
Insanity, poverty for eternity

Your unwanted possessions
My essential obsessions
My riches, your rags
Your trash, my designer bags
Your side plate, my family’s table
My love unstable
Insanity, poverty for eternity

Ngiphephephi, where am I safe?
Not in my matchbox house
Where the sun knows not the sky
Where it is eternally nightfall
Where trees never grow tall
Insanity, poverty for eternity

You preach about ubuntu
Hold on to your zips because nginsundu
Caring is sharing
Yet you scrutinize as my skin keeps shedding
Insanity, poverty for eternity

Izingane should be seen and not heard
Yet when tears overflow you fly away with the birds
A starving nation builds my judgment of life
A life of manicures and pedicures for your wife
Insanity, poverty for eternity

My brothers, my sisters sighing, crying, dying, trying
Searching for an escape from this death coated,
Pain flavoured bitter-sweet candy on which I was deserted
Stop hearing the voices of black uneducated children
Start listening to the cries of a needy youth
That life just ain’t simple
For I am black because you are white
For I cook because you will eat
For I die so you can live
For I am because you are
Insanity, poverty for eternity

You are born into a cycle where luxury becomes a necessity
A cycle where education is a source of publicity
You get consequently knowledgeable that your heart matures before your head
When you CHOOSE to wet your pillow in bed

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poem by Yolanda Mbatha
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A Man Of A Thousand Faces

(music: marillion lyrics: john helmer)
Im the man of a thousand faces
A little piece of me in every part I take
I hold the tape for a thousand races
A different point of view in every speech I make
Cut me a piece of my divided soul
Cry me a river, call it rock and roll
Speak to a leader with the voice of command
And when I talk to God I know hell understand
I speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Ill speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Im the man of a thousand faces
A little piece of me in every part I take
I hold the tape for a thousand races
A different point of view in every speech I make
Cut me a piece of my divided soul
Cry me a river, call it rock and roll
Give me an attitude and watch me make it lie
Pass me a microphone
I need to testify
Well I speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak to the present in the past and future tense
Speak to a slave with the voice of obedience
Im the man of a thousand ages
You see my face in the stones of the parthenon
You hear my song in the babble of babylon
Im the man of a thousand riches
Be my guest at the feast of satyricon
You spend the money that my logos printed on
Well Ill speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak to the present in the past and future tense
Speak to a slave with the voice of obedience
I stole a fire but it burned up much too soon
I took a leap and I landed on the moon
Look at my life and it looks like cnn
You see something once yknow its gonna come around again
Well Ill speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak to a woman with the fatal charm of a snake
Forgive like a giver and account for all I take
Yes, I speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak like a leader with the voice of power and command
And when I talk to God I know hell understand
Cause Im the man of a thousand faces
Yes Im the man of a thousand faces
I stole a fire but it burned up too much too soon
I took a leap and I landed on the moon..

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song performed by Marillion
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I Plead Insanity

I cant be responsible
For anything I do now or say now
I get too excitable
To control the way I behave now
Im afraid of what Ill do
If I find myself alone with you
Its just a crime of passion baby
Dont hold it against me
Im innocent
Im just out of my mind
I plead insanity
Whoa, Im so mad about you
I cant think straight, I cant see straight
I plead insanity
All I do is obsess about you
I cant work days
I cant sleep nights
I plead insanity
I know that there are rules for this
And I plan to break every one of them
And if I go too far tonight
Baby you can be my alibi
And if I act irrational
Im not responsible
For anything that happens here
Dont hold it against me
Im innocent
Im just out of my mind
I plead insanity
All I do is obsess about you
I cant work days
I cans sleep nights
I plead insanity
I plead insanity
Whoa, Im so mad about you
I cant think straight, I cant see straight
I plead insanity
All I do is obsess about you
I cant work days
I cant sleep nights
I have a fantasy...

song performed by Belinda Carlisle
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Over The Hills And Far Away

A LITTLE bird flew my window by,
'Twixt the level street and the level sky,
The level rows of houses tall,
The long low sun on the level wall;
And all that the little bird did say
Was, 'Over the hills and far away.'

A little bird sang behind my chair,
From the level line of corn-fields fair,
The smooth green hedgerow's level bound
Not a furlong off--the horizon's bound,
And the level lawn where the sun all day
Burns:--'Over the hills and far away.'

A little bird sings above my bed,
And I know if I could but lift my head
I would see the sun set, round and grand,
Upon level sea and level sand,
While beyond the misty distance gray
Is 'Over the hills and far away.'

I think that a little bird will sing
Over a grassy mound, next spring,
Where something that once was me, ye'll leave
In the level sunshine, morn and eve:
But I shall be gone, past night, past day,
Over the hills and far away.

poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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where did I park my car?

1
where did I park my car?
I’m sure I left it here
on this level
just hours before

had a coffee at the center
caught up with some friends
watched a movie
and bought some stuff for home
and now I can’t find my car
though I’ve searched past 10 minutes

where did I park my car?
I’m sure I left it here
on this level
just hours before

no, that’s not mine
that’s a Mercedes;
that one’s too shiny;
and maybe it’s this one
- no, mate,
we won’t go any nearer
this car is too clean
mine will look like
it’s not been washed since Noah

where did I park my car?
I’m sure I left it here
on this level
just hours before

2
well, yes, help me look out...
it’s an old Nissan
blue faded into white;
no, nobody ‘ll steal that
and the only people
who’d give it a second look
will be the traffic police
who’d wave as if to say:
Pull over, Sir;

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poem by Raj Arumugam
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Master Of Insanity

Look all around
Cant you open your eyes
Voices are calling
Killing rain falling down from the sky
Crying with nightmare tears
Out on the street
Youll see blood on the ground
Cities are burning
Feeling the pain cutting right to your soul
Goodbye now
Youre caught in his spell
Your freedom is gone
Hes taken everything
You ever had
But if youre strong youll survive
Youve got to hold on
Open your eyes
Chorus:
Behind the lies you will see
The master of insanity
Under the mask there will be
The master of insanity
Innocent minds
Theyre the victims of shame
Staring in sorrow
Promises lying there
Broken and crushed
Confusion-just disappear
What can you give
To be left all alone
When theres nothing at all
Your freedom is gone
Hes taken everything
You ever had
But if youre strong youll survive
Youve got to hold on
Open your eyes
Chorus
Behind the lies you will find
Hes trying to get inside you
Just open your eyes and you will see
The master of insanity
Chorus
Between the lies you will find
That hes trying to get inside you
Out of the night into your mind
Hes always right beside you
Yeah, between the lies you will see
The master of insanity
Open your eyes or you will be

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song performed by Black Sabbath
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Serve Others

All our efforts aim at
Improving the level of happiness
At individual levels
Hardly we find time
To put in efforts voluntarily
And selflessly towards
Even slightly improving
The level of happiness of someone
Totally unknown or a stranger
It need not always be a grant of fund
Or an offer of alms
A push of an automobile experiencing
Starting trouble
An extending of an arm to hold
A tumbling person
A word of kindness
To a kid who just fell, stood up
And preparing to run
Helping a co-passenger by passing on
His or her change to a bus conductor
And get back the travel ticket
Giving the right direction
To a path finding stranger
Helping a blind cross traffic
Offering to hold a baggage
Of a troubling kid's mother
A number of similar others
Are also known as service
You may not have marked how many of others
Came to your help even without your asking
If you get habituated
To serving others
You stand a chance of realizing your worth
You stand a chance of stepping into a spiritual path
You stand a chance of receiving divine guidance
You stand a chance of becoming a good leader
Your serving others voluntarily
Really amounts to your paying rent
For the house, even if it is your own, you live in
As many a people with many a talent
Built that and gave the shape it has
So, do serve others
Counting not on the feathers
The service is going to add to your crown
As the very opportunity you got to serve
Is itself a crown

poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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We Burn

(m&l - deris)
Climb down my pile
And again to the beat of my heart
Youre so exiting
Take all the soul
I will give you as
Much as you want
Higher, much higher
Umbouned fire
Closer, come closer
Close to the core
We burn, we burn
I contaminate you
I like to polute you with my
G- g- generations
Look into my eyes
And we melt into
On yearning mind
We climb the stages
Higher, much higher
Umbouned fire
Closer, come closer
Close to the core
We burn, we burn
Insanity, insanity
Never set me free
Higher, much higher
Set me on fire
Closer, come closer
Close to the core
We burn, we burn
Insanity, insanity
Never set me free

song performed by Helloween
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She Went To Germany

What you gonna do?
What you gonna do?
What you gonna do on your vacation?
What you gonna do?
What you gonna do?
What you gonna do for relaxation?
Change you name?
Cut your hair?
You can go anywhere.
You deserve some fun and rest.
You deserve the very best.
She went to germany.
Went there without me.
She went to germany.
Left me in misery.
She went to germany.
Gots some style insanity.
She went to germany.
Left me in disharmony.
Why you gonna do?
Why you gonna do?
Why you gonna do that to me baby?
Are you telling me were thru?
Are you telling me were thru?
Are you telling me were thru or is it maybe,
Just another declaration of some female independence,
Or another proclamation to some male friends in attendance.
She went to germany.
Went there without me.
She went to germany.
Left me in misery.
She went to germany.
Gots some style insanity.
She went to germany.
Left me in disharmony.
She eating wurst.
Shes drinking beer.
She loves a crowd, thats what I hear.
She went to germany.
Went there without me.
She went to germany.
Left me in misery.
She went to germany.
Gots some style insanity.
She went to germany.
Left me in disharmony.
She went to germany.
Went there without me.
She went to germany.
Left me in insanity.

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song performed by Violent Femmes
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Your Insanity

It took me years to understand
Your insanity-
Your flowery rhythms and
Your mismatched attire
And shoes,
That smiled upon me
Each time you spoke
Something unimportant-

Yes, there is purpose in it,
I suppose-that some divine
Providence that lifts you
Higher than this mundane
World-but I found
It's this insanity that keeps
You doing what you're
Doing-

Like songs of crickets
And wild yellow flowers
That tickle your nostrils
And brush against your nipples,
And all the sarcasm
That make me laugh
At your girlish ideas
About the complexities
Of life and love-

Yes, I suppose I'd go fishing
With you among the stars
And read through your
Private journals of what
The universe was like
Before you and I were born-

But all I know is this
Here and now,
While the insidious clocks
Keep reminding of
Our mortality and
Superfluity of it all-

Yes, your insanity is
Infectious as is your youth,
As we volley back and
Forth between secular
And divine,
Between revelatory
And superficial,
Between exuberance

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poem by Alexander Shaumyan
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Grandpa Was A Carpenter

Oh, grandpa wore his suit to dinner nearly every day
No particular reason, he just dressed that way
Brown necktie with a matching vest and both his wingtip shoes
He built a closet on our back porch and put a penny in a burned-out fuse
Grandpa was a carpenter, he built houses, stores and banks
Chain-smoked camel cigarettes, and hammered nails in planks
He would level on the level, he shaved even every door
And voted for eisenhower, cause lincoln won the war
Well, he used to sing me blood on the saddle and rock me on his knee
And let me listen to the radio before we got tv
Well, hed drive to church on sunday and hed take me with him too
Stained glass in every window, hearing aids in every pew
Grandpa was a carpenter, he built houses, stores and banks
Chain-smoked camel cigarettes, and hammered nails in planks
He would level on the level, he shaved even every door
And voted for eisenhower, cause lincoln won the war
Well, my grandma was a teacher, she went to school in bowling green
Traded in a milking cow for a singer sewing machine
Well, she called her husband mister, and she walked real tall and proud
She used to buy me comic books after grandpa died
Grandpa was a carpenter, he built houses, stores and banks
Chain-smoked camel cigarettes, and hammered nails in planks
He would level on the level, he shaved even every door
And voted for eisenhower, cause lincoln won the war

song performed by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Frail (You Might As Well Be Me)

You lead me
I do need redemption
Whenever I don't know

I feed you balance
We will not rest
Until the search ends

I bleed for you
I voluntarily give myself

I need my fraility
Oh so soon
I will unfold

I bleed for you
I voluntarily give myself

song performed by The Gathering from How To Measure A Planet?
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Schumacher wouldn't have let him past voluntarily. Of course he did it voluntarily, but he had to do it.

quote by Murray Walker
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A too severe Penalty? ? story poem

The vampire breed grows more profuse.
According to the latest news
They have evolved and hunt by day
This frightens me I have to say.

I used to stay indoors by night
and do my chores in broad daylight.
I knew that vampires feared the sun
But now that last safeguard is gone.

They used to fear the crucifix
just as they should the heretics.
But now we have no defence at all.
Should a vampire choose to call.

They do not wear long flowing cloaks
they dress like all the other folks.
There is no way you can be sure
about the family next door

You cannot tell who you can trust.
To be quite free of the blood lust.
Even the Vicar is not free
of being watched suspiciously.

I do not mind donating blood.
I feel quite strongly that I should
but only voluntarily
and taken scientifically.

I live alone reclusively
and venture out reluctantly.
Do all my shopping on the net
which seems to be the safest bet.

I often wonder what they’ll do
when everyone’s a vampire too.
No humans left on which to prey.
They’ll have to find some other way.

To satisfy their thirst for blood
Though I have always understood.
They do not prey on their own kind
Because their systems are designed

to digest only human blood.
Their prime and only source of food
When the last of us is gone
and no one left to feast upon

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Bible in Poetry: 1 Corinthians 9

The Rights of an Apostle:

1Am I not free, an apostle?
Have I not seen Jesus, our Lord?
Aren’t you the fruit of my labor,
For Jesus Christ, my savior, Lord?
2 Although to others not, may be
I am an apostle to you!
You’re seal of my apostleship.
3 This is my one defense to those
Who sit in judgment upon me.
4Don’t we have right to food and drink?
5Do not we have the right to take
A wife believing, that’s with us,
As do the other apostles,
The Lord's brothers and Cephas too?
6 Or only I and Barnabas
Must have to work for a living?
7Who serves as soldier without pay?
Who plants a vineyard on his own
And not ingest its luscious grapes?
Who tends a flock, drink not the milk?
8Do I say this merely from just
A human point of view, tell me?
Does not the Law say just the same?
9For, it is writ in Mosaic Law:
'Do not muzzle an ox while ’tis
Still treading out the grain for you.'
Is it of oxen only that
Then, God is so concerned about?
10 He says this for us, does not He?
Yes, this was written just for us,
Because when plough-man ploughs the field,
And thresher threshes, they do so
With hope, of share in harvest too.
11If we’ve sown seed in you spiritual,
Is it too much if we then reap
A material harvest from you?
12 If others have this right from you,
Shouldn’t we have it, then all the more?
But we didn’t use this right at all.
And on the contrary, we put
Up with all things rather than to
Hinder gospel of Jesus Christ.
13Do you not know that those who work
In temples get their food from them,
And those who serve at altars share
Whatev’r is offered upon them?
14 Similarly, the Lord commands
That those who preach the gospel should

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poem by John Celes
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Im Tore Down

(by sonny thompson)
Im tore down, Im almost level with the ground.
Im tore down, Im almost level with the ground.
Well, I feel like this when my baby cant be found.
I went to the river to jump in.
My baby showed up and said, I will tell you when.
Well, Im tore down, Im almost level with the ground.
Well, I feel like this when my baby cant be found.
I love you babe with all my heart and soul;
Love like mine will never grow old.
Love you in the morning and in the evening too.
Every time you leave me I get mad with you.
Chorus
I love you baby with all my might;
Love like mine is out of sight.
Ill lie for you if you want me to.
I really dont believe that your love is true.
Chorus
Im tore down, Im almost level with the ground.
Well, Im tore down, Im almost level with the ground.
Well, I feel like this when my baby cant be found.

song performed by Eric Clapton
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Fifth Book

AURORA LEIGH, be humble. Shall I hope
To speak my poems in mysterious tune
With man and nature,–with the lava-lymph
That trickles from successive galaxies
Still drop by drop adown the finger of God,
In still new worlds?–with summer-days in this,
That scarce dare breathe, they are so beautiful?–
With spring's delicious trouble in the ground
Tormented by the quickened blood of roots.
And softly pricked by golden crocus-sheaves
In token of the harvest-time of flowers?–
With winters and with autumns,–and beyond,
With the human heart's large seasons,–when it hopes
And fears, joys, grieves, and loves?–with all that strain
Of sexual passion, which devours the flesh
In a sacrament of souls? with mother's breasts,
Which, round the new made creatures hanging there,
Throb luminous and harmonious like pure spheres?–
With multitudinous life, and finally
With the great out-goings of ecstatic souls,
Who, in a rush of too long prisoned flame,
Their radiant faces upward, burn away
This dark of the body, issuing on a world
Beyond our mortal?–can I speak my verse
So plainly in tune to these things and the rest,
That men shall feel it catch them on the quick,
As having the same warrant over them
To hold and move them, if they will or no,
Alike imperious as the primal rhythm
Of that theurgic nature? I must fail,
Who fail at the beginning to hold and move
One man,–and he my cousin, and he my friend,
And he born tender, made intelligent,
Inclined to ponder the precipitous sides
Of difficult questions; yet, obtuse to me,–
Of me, incurious! likes me very well,
And wishes me a paradise of good,
Good looks, good means, and good digestion!–ay,
But otherwise evades me, puts me off
With kindness, with a tolerant gentleness,–
Too light a book for a grave man's reading! Go,
Aurora Leigh: be humble.
There it is;
We women are too apt to look to one,
Which proves a certain impotence in art.
We strain our natures at doing something great,
Far less because it's something great to do,
Than, haply, that we, so, commend ourselves
As being not small, and more appreciable
To some one friend. We must have mediators

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poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning from Aurora Leigh (1856)
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The Spirit Level

The Spirit level lifts us high,
Our standards to reform.
The Lord is love and love can't die,
It's hot not cold or warm
Are you living for Lord Jesus
Or the evil Devil?
If we're willing, God will teach us
About the Spirit level.

The Spirit level guides each one
Who's open to God's Word
And thanks God's Son for all He's done
And mercy that's occurred.
It's only by the Lamb of God
That we can still be saved
Forgiven by Christ shedding blood
And not how we've behaved.

So little love is seen on Earth,
Yet love begins at home
And yet each stranger's heart has worth
Wherever we may roam
Compassion's for the rich and poor,
Each soul needs God's embrace
Keep up the good work evermore,
Triumphant in God's grace

The Spirit level lifts us high,
Our standards to reform.
The Lord is love and love can't die,
It's hot not cold or warm
Are you living for Lord Jesus
Or the evil Devil?
If we're willing, God will teach us
About the Spirit level.

poem by Denis Martindale
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