Words That Slipped Through Clichée Tongue Poem by jhonny jean

Words That Slipped Through Clichée Tongue



In a wise woman dying bed
Speaks an oracle of truth,
“Young men die in futile blood shed
Will never know what life is worth,
Let the olds in linger age
Live and die in love,
May the youths in bitter rage
Find the Savior, the one above.”

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