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SyGnUs | 2007/3/15 | Views: 390Categories: PoetrySome of us shineSome of us whineSome feel the need to divide 'yours and mine'Some wait their turnSome lessons, some learnSome fires we feed as we fight will still burnSome always play fairSome don't and don't careSome trials we face may seem too much t...SyGnUs | 2007/1/24 | Views: 305Categories: PoetryVision without reason holds the grass is not as green, yetthe side that were all looking from we haven't really seen.Consider all emotion using reason as a guide, and seethat vision narrows faced with compromise or pride.To never change one's vantage p...SyGnUs | 2007/1/23 | Views: 449Categories: PoetryFor you I write this simple poem, exposing parts of me. Why?You've seen me as a victim of the things that I don't see. Believe me,There's nowhere in your mind that you can go I haven't been. It's Just,the game that's going on rite now, not everyone can...SyGnUs | 2007/1/21 | Views: 539Categories: Spiritual OnenessRules to live by.SyGnUs | 2007/1/19 | Views: 233Categories: PoetryI think, I reason, I infer, I assume,I provoke, I proclaim, I inspire, I presume.I secceed, I fail, I worry, I guess,I interpret, I examine, I judge, I asses.I trust, I believe, I forgive, I forget,I retain, I repeat, I support, I upset.I imply, I conf...SyGnUs | 2007/1/19 | Views: 300Categories: PoetryDescription of God. Message from God.SyGnUs | 2007/1/17 | Views: 208Categories: PoetryWhether it vibrates or makes any sound?The number of thingies that circle around?Whether it travels in clusters or waves?The time that it takes or the time that it saves?In the door, on the floor, in a brown paper bag,layed out straight in a line or in...SyGnUs | 2007/1/17 | Views: 311Categories: Spiritual OnenessMany subscribe to beliefs incompletethat condemn the beliefs of the others they meet.Surely we're both just the same you and I,if you think this not so you believe in a lie.The Glory of God can't be bought in a church.It can only be found in the souls ...SyGnUs | 2006/11/16 | Views: 193Categories: PoetrySmall rewards are offered those who sacrifice and teach.Wisdom has no value now and virtue's out of reach.Social values grant us great rewards for games we play.The sons of man divided into predators and pray.When will we realize that virtue is it's ow...