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Morality Make Beauty
Would the things you do
Make you beautiful
Surely we have two sides in everything
The two sides of beauty
You and you
Inside and outside
Ever and never
Inexhaustible and exhaustible
Let just start right here
Cosmetics made me looked beautiful
But I wander
How long would this last
When it is never hidden from the
Solemn standing sun
The sun shall shine
And tomorrow the sun shall dry this beauty away
Some call it old age
Why won't this beauty last?
Some also say old age annihilates beauty
How long would you remain a secret to the majority?
You contemptuously say to cosmetic
Is that what they call you?
Oh mercy you despicable
Morality makes you beautiful you
Morality makes you beautiful inside
Morality makes you beautiful for ever
Morality makes you your world beautiful
Your inside matters
The sun don't dry it up c
It hidden from the solemn standing sun
Morality overcomes the sun's annihilation
Let morality make you up
Behold drifting away shall your beauty not be
Forever shall it bloom as the sun shines
Moses Amen Nyinaku
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The Sun Will Set
The day is good and filled with laughter
The sun is bright and makes everything look good
Friends will be around when the sun shines brighter
But everyone disappears during the gloom
Everyone loves being under the sun
It's a beautiful place were all is fun
Promises are made when the sun is bright
Never wondering when it'll turn night
The sun will set it has to set
Every day at a scheduled crest
And in the dark of the no lit sky
Promises are broken and friendships will die
So make your promises under the sun
Enjoy your friends and have some fun
Though I promise you when the sun is gone
All the promisers will be on the run
And every friend will be no were in sight
Everyone loves day but many fear the night
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The sky is not blue today,
I can't remember when I saw the sun,
I wait patiently for it to come,
I was told to pray to Jesus,
He would bring the sun,
So I waited for it to come,
I waited patiently for that sun to come,
Until I realized the sun and I were one,
I had to look instead of wait and surely my sun did come,
The skies are mighty blue today,
And the sun is shining bright,
Had I continued to wait,
I might have grey skies today,
I was told to pray to Jesus for he was love,
The light, the sun, the bright, the blue,
He is the only true one.
My search is over,
I have found,
My one true,
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The Sun, The Wind
Each poem is perfect,
Yet each is imperfect.
For poetry is like the wind.
Can you tell wind to blow?
Each poem is like the sun.
Can you tell sun to shine?
Yet when it makes hot,
We wish the sun to set
And the winds to increase,
But who are we to command
The sun, or the wind?
And when winds cause havoc
We wish them to subside,
And when winter is harsh
We wish the sun to bloom,
But each remains like a seed
Blossoming it their time.
Yet the sun is perfect,
And the wind is perfect,
For nothing can we add
Or take from the either.
Poetry is like the wind,
Poetry is like the sun.
Copyright ©2010 Leslie Alexis
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