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His Gifts

November 3, 2009
By enilorac12 PLATINUM, Encino, California
enilorac12 PLATINUM, Encino, California
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He gave me wings
And let me fly
I wasn’t held by anything
Then he tore me out of the sky

Next he presented four hooves
And told me to run
I ran until I couldn’t move
I said that I was done

Why then did I accepted his fins
And with them, a crown;
I had to fight, I had to swim
Finally broken and tired, I drowned.

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on Nov. 13 2009 at 9:50 pm
Sara Phillips, Santa Monica, California
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I really liked it! I also liked the allusion the crown of thorns and suffering and the sacrifice of Jesus in the poem. It was inspirational.