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The Golden Journey To Samarkand

by James Elroy Flecker

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We who with songs beguile your pilgrimage
And swear that Beauty lives though lilies die,
We Poets of the proud old lineage
Who sing to find your hearts, we know not why, -

What shall we tell you? Tales, marvellous tales
Of ships and stars and isles where good men rest,
Where nevermore the rose of sunset pales,
And winds and shadows fall towards the West:

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28. Harmony and hope,

by Kea Campbell

Harmony and hope,
But did hope precede sin?

If hope is trust in deliverance,
What is hope before oblivion?

With all that was given, and only one restriction,
What a poor decision to revoke the perfect image.

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Let America Be America Again

by Langston Hughes

Let America be America again.
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free.

(America never was America to me.)

Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed--
Let it be that great strong land of love
Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme

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The Glove And The Lions

by James Henry Leigh Hunt

King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a royal sport,
And one day as his lions fought, sat looking on the court;
The nobles filled the benches, and the ladies in their pride,
And 'mongst them sat the Count de Lorge, with one for whom he sighed:
And truly 'twas a gallant thing to see that crowning show,
Valour and love, and a king above, and the royal beasts below.

Ramped and roared the lions, with horrid laughing jaws;
They bit, they glared, gave blows like beams, a wind went with their paws;
With wallowing might and stifled roar they rolled on one another;

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Disciples

by Steve Turner

They threw down their nets
and they followed Him.
There was no time to
calculate profit or loss.
There was no time to
call home for a second opinion.
It seemed like absolute madness.
It seemed like death.
But it was a wise madness,
a necessary death.

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Recent Faith Poems

65. Chronology's Replica

by Kea Campbell

When I was younger, I feared mirrors and darkness.
I feared the characters from horror films and the mutations they could harness.
I kept my head above the covers so I could witness my fated farewell.
Yet all I ever saw was the refute of my imagination’s creatures from hell.

We met during the race, and I slowed my pace to talk.
But running turned to walking, and we both reached a halt.
We regressed and recurred back to classical autonomy.
The Devil won this stretch, and I’m at a loss in my spiritual odyssey.

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57. Love Is War

by Kea Campbell

A running mind and a sprinting love;
Always wondering "Am I too much for everyone, yet not enough to be your only one?"

My thoughts weigh down my stomach and I keep sinking to the floor, but when I realized I was drowning,
I grew too weak to swim to His courts.

Although He gifted me life and I am selfless enough to give anyone mine,
When He pours His love into me endlessly, my heart leaks petrol, like channeling methane into the sea.

I float in your presence and suffocate in our togetherness, because my love for you is like an ocean of gasoline,

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53. Corinthians

by Kea Campbell

Peace acquaints companionship, and you might not see it now,
But the Devil befriends seclusion where no witnesses are found.
Some battles are mental, and even those leave visible scars.
So, as you go about your days, please offer your whole heart.

Hate is a criminal and casualties are evidence,
And, although 'be kind' is cliché, it furnishes joy and declares reverence.
You might find yourself asking what differently you could have done.
And to that, I would say, “Do everything in love.”

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46. Stalemate

by Kea Campbell

My mind is a palace and a scary place to hide;
During the day, it's my escape, and at night, passions die.
The void in my head says to let go of reality;
But if I choose let go, it's a one-way ticket, proof of mortality.
The days grow longer with every impulsive thought;
The ones that tell me I'm no good, they dream of my naught.

Each morning I wake, I quickly give thanks;
But every second to minute, the burdens amount like deadweight.
Each morning I rise, I quickly give praise;

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44. They will follow deceptive spirits

by Kea Campbell

"They will follow deceptive spirits and teachings that come from demons."
They have eyes, yet only seek knowledge;
Tongue, but cannot hold it prudently;
Legs, and walk away from Your paths.
"Do not conform to the patterns of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind."
Their world, clinging to jewels and gold;
Senses, fumbling in fabrication;
Soul, troubled by the enemy.
"Father, forgive them, for they know not what they are doing."

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