Posted by Brad Osborne on October 17, 2020 · 14 Comments
The red ink of history written,
Drips long from the blades of man…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on October 12, 2020 · 11 Comments
As swords are beaten into ploughshares,
So is man wrought by the hammer of cares…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on December 31, 2019 · 14 Comments
If amidst the dry and sandy sea,
They could sit right across from me,
Would we still kill one another,
Or would we have seen a brother.
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Posted by Brad Osborne on December 16, 2019 · 13 Comments
This is not how we were made,
To cast others in our shade,
Treatment based on some earned grade,
Regardless of dues they paid.
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Posted by Brad Osborne on November 23, 2019 · 6 Comments
And where you see the world as work of Great hands,
Intrinsic and intertwined Mother Nature,
Seems to move ahead with her own set of plans,
Not needing a higher-powered kind favor.
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Posted by Brad Osborne on November 20, 2019 · 8 Comments
We, in life, can ill afford,
Our narrowed and biased views,
Where hate can cut like any sword,
From the venomous words we choose.
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Posted by Brad Osborne on November 14, 2019 · 7 Comments
You speak to me of your great deed,
How you have carved yourself into the land,
A persistent and egotistical need,
Sought by only one so frail as a man.
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