THE CRAPPER SPEAKS
Thursday, May 18, 2006
My day was
pure bad. Started off bad, ended off bad. Even the night wasn't good. And a baloney of a presentation I had today too. Not sure why, even though I skipped breaks and did my best, it didn't work out. Presentation was crap. Yet,in spite of my troubles, there's someone who needs prayers, right now.
Alvin's got a cute little brother that decides to be brave. Though only a tender age of 5, he has had to undergo a very dangerous operation today. Don't imagine the sense of helplessness and uncertainty of his bro but pray for him. Come on, let's get the Spirit moving.
In so many ways I lack the courage. To stand up, to face issues. To wrestle for victory. Help me Lord!
Psychedelic;
8:33 AM
CRAPPY
The Poem
A poem is a feeling,
A heartfelt longing,
What makes it good,
Depends on your mood.
A tingling in your heart,
A quick flash of a dart.
A fragment of your life,
The rhythms of YOUR jive.
So ask not from without,
But seek to show out loud,
For this is truly you,
Done beautifully too.
