I have tried to give in the most part, poems that are not that
well known, maybe not known at all but by a relative few - Keith
Hunt
RIGHT OR WRONG
by Jim Bain
Who Is Right Or Who Is Wrong
Does It Really Matter Is My Song.
Your Thoughts Are Transient In My Sight.
It's When I Touch You - Then You're Right.
So When Your Road Seems Tough And Strained
If You're Hurting Or Perhaps Maimed
Look Up My Child And Call For Me
Your Only Master - You'll Surely See.
What Really Matters In My Sight
Isn't Who's Wrong Or Who Is Right.
A Figure Of Your Imagination - Your End
But Discerning Indeed - I Will Send
When Your Whole Heart Is Focused Upon Me
That Day The Vision Will Clearly Be.
Your Need Is Me And Only Me.
Me You'll See - Then I In Thee.
My Purpose From Genesis Did Impart
My Image Of You From The Very Start.
Not Completed At This Time
But A Continuing Process In My Time.
Your Finished Image Soon To Be
Polished Up - Perfected - In Thee.
......
THE HOUSE WHICH CHARLIE BUILT
Author Unknown
Charlie was a carpenter ready to retire
He told his employer of his plans and of his desire
He'd miss his pay check, but he'd live within his means
To live more at ease was in Charlie's greatest dreams
The contractor was sorry to see his good worker go
So he asked him if he'd build just one more house or so
Charlie said, yes he would, but it was clear to see
That the carpenter's heart was not in his work to be
His attitude was careless and his workmanship was bad
But Charlie finally finished it, and his employer, he was glad
It is your house, he said, with gentlemanly glee
It is my gift to you, It's absolutely free
Now Charlie, he was thoughtful, as he thought about his wealth
If I had only known, I was building for myself
I would have been more careful and done it differently
And even so it is, as we live our lives so frivolously
Each day we drive a nail and put a board in place
We cannot do it over, or all our mistakes erase
So let us live our lives each day, without repressed guilt
For we may have to live, in the house which Charlie built
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