Category: TCK Poetry
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Joseph Delivered
A desperate storm of fingers Clutch viciously at my sides Their reign of spite and jealousy Their hatred my demise I gaze into their pupils A devil-kindled fire…
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The Crucifixion
A crown of thorns, woven by human hands, pressed against His brow, where sweat and blood mingle like unanswered prayers, dripping onto the dust—
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The Language We Lack
How much joie de vivre do we miss simply because English has no word for it? How many gems of creation, light filtering through Japanese trees…
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Time
…as time flies fast — unless GOD cuts its wings. But then time seems to simply start to run out of space. Time sometimes only brings…
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Behind Every Door
…the Whole World and all there is, including your soul. Shadows stretch from the sun, seeking the end of the day…
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The Resurrection of Mary
In the early hours, when the sky split between night and dawn, she rose, feet brushing the dust of old paths that knew her grief…
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The Prodigal Son
He left, not for freedom, but for a longing he could not name, a hunger deeper than bread, a thirst no well could quench…
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Home is Where the Heart is
It was when I was two months gone That my mum called me To ask how I’m getting along “I’m fine,” I said “I’m just on my way home” Hope and unbelief in her voice “Oh, darling, you’re coming home?”
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On Being Found Bared In the Darkness Alone Under the Grasping Tree
I have no one but You I am alone and scared Bared By my own sin and the sin of others Exposed in the darkness…
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Green, Yellow, and Red
Running away from where i’m really from – Maybe it’s just the fear of the unknown – From the fear of not hearing the annoyance of the mosque, (maybe after all the hatred from it i actually kinda like it…
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The Thousand Little Things
it’s been five years the pain of losing you has lost its edge.. . but it’s the thousand little things that haunt me with your memory
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