"Thanks Lord For This"

He’d written; then the appended this;
I copied am, like heaven’s kiss –
If I had followed through, I guess
This Western Man would now be blessed.

For to this land I came, back then,
To bless – to do so, lent a hand,
That folks might see democracy
In media could out here be.

So fast that all now fades away
As new equipment has its day –
Like cell phones, Internet, and such,
The issue’s there, not changed that much.

The Internet is huge, they say,
But underneath’s where evil plays
At forty times the size – like ice,
That floats – what’s under is not nice.

This week was mixed – the death of John;
Computer drive which I was on
Succumbed to my persistent days,
So now it works – a while – which says –

To me – hey Stuie, shake to head
Is best – for it will soon be dead
Just like all people, things, and life
On earth, to which some thought gave birth.

So, thank You, Lord, for this –
Today we persevere on Kingdom’s way
Until at last in joyous praise
We find full-filment for all ways.

Thanks Lord for this.

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