Best Poem of J Patrick Murphy

January River
Within my heart, darkness I breed,
Hope is laid waste, all life: destroyed.
Ev'ry defense I can deploy,
Will ne'er grant the relief I need.

My will debased, I'm made a slave
Longing escape, To be set free,
Nothing inside will grant my plea,
I need the One: mighty to save.

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Brace
The people of here stand on solid ground,
And with a single voice, our song resounds:
'We brace ourselves and grasp the rope,
To give the youth of now a present hope.' . . .
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