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Post by michaelgallatin on Nov 16, 2011 15:30:03 GMT -5
Lost my point of view and no longer know how. Perhaps I should go and ask my friend, Flying Cow.
As I gaze at our world no more do I see peace. While waiting for countless, senseless, mad wars to cease.
There's no longer beauty and joy in my brain. What I feel all day long is endless sadness and pain.
So I visited my friend and she wisely said to me. "I've got to alter Sir what your soul can see!"
"For though you take it all in through your eyes." "It's your soul that views all the death and the lies."
She took me then flying up upon her broad back. And stated, "This is what I'm afraid that you lack!"
"What do you see Michael as you look down?" I said, "Flying Cow, all I see is the ground!"
"The world is naught but the tiniest speck." "Can't see the madness, hey, what the heck?"
And she replied, "I can see that you're getting it now!" Just a small bit of wisdom from my friend, Flying Cow.
Michael "Got To Love Her" Gallatin
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Post by Lisa Arnold on Nov 16, 2011 17:00:50 GMT -5
great write and read Mike...many thanks for the post!
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Post by frankievon on Nov 17, 2011 5:17:52 GMT -5
amazing write my friend your wordplay and rhythm captivated me from the start on this one i have to say this particular piece is one of my favorites ive come across anywhere from anyone's work this piece was very intriguing and appealing to me in accordance to relevance to myself.
marvelous my dear friend!
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Post by johan on Nov 18, 2011 8:19:55 GMT -5
Another one of your great written verses Michael.
Johan
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Post by michaelgallatin on Nov 18, 2011 9:58:14 GMT -5
;D to you all, you humble me. But I'll take the accolades gladly!
Have A Great Day, Mike and FC
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