A Cranka Poem by Herbert Nehrlich
A Cranka
Be stupid, helpless and bland
it will, most unfailingly
let only God understand.
Help not, love not, have no smiles
He will keep you company
for thousands of miles.
Look sad, smell bad, even stutter
walk arm in arm with misery
Dead man is best left in the gutter.
Such a sad picture here. But, I agree God would still understand. Sincerely, Mary
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4/18/2024 6:27:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
God is always there no matter.....nicely put!