When did death
come to my door?
The moment I was born
When did God arrive?
When I asked Him inside
When did I feel a tear?
When feelings lost a tear
When did sorrow start?
When I left God's heart
When did faith take hold?
When I found God's truth
When did happiness laugh?
When I felt hope at last
When did smile break?
When I knew I was loved
When did life come?
When God gave his son
When did salvation come?
When God gave his love
When did Heaven open up?
When I took the right way
When Did Hell take me away?
When I threw it all away..
A Poeatreeman
When did pain cut through?
When care was without heart
When did you do anything right?
When I gave my life to God.
Edgar Allan Prieto
12/26/91
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
When !
Each time I take a breath
Now !
When I should do what is best
Present !
The only time I can
Late !
I may not be at the pearly gates
Hell !
I finally made it here
Now !
It's late look where I am going
When !
Is now when I should have changed
Travel not !
On tomorrow's directions
Today is !
The only right of way
Take your life ! go God's way..
A Poeatreeman
Travel only in the right direction
No compass to point the way
Only Will! to choose the course
Only wrong you'll find your loss.
Dedicated to Melissa
From A Play of Words
DIRECTION
There is only one wrong thing
Not to do it right
There are many small paths
Waiting for the test
There are many choices
How will I choose
What is left?
There is Conscience!
To tell me what is best.
A Poeatreeman
Edgar Allan Prieto
6/12/2007
Edgar Allan Prieto
12/26/91
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
Let it not be
JUST THE MARKER they write
Let the words speak of life
Let the mark not be a scar
Let the end not come with strife
Let the foundation be as strong
Let the strength hold its might
Let the words weather the storm
Let this not speak of death
Let it mark my place with life
Let it say I am with God
Let it read, "I tried my best"
Let it show my faith in God.
A Poeatreeman
What foundation I lay
Will be the corner stone of my life
Held because strength holds it
Crumble because weakness expose it.
TRIBUTE TO
LARRY BEEGLE
A BELOVED FRIEND
Edgar Allan Prieto
12/24/91
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
I am the Strength of my CoverBound By Golden ThreadsMy Pages are of SatinMy Words are as GoodI am TruthTo BeholdFor I am Written,With God's WordUncover and See!For the Line is not BetweenIt's Spaced Apart, Where Left is LeftRight is Right, To Know What is LeftThe Margin is in BetweenTruth is there to SeeA Golden Line, not Written WrongNor Words that say, I am not there to SeeTake Heart to Hear The Chapter on Truth, is in the Word..A PoeatreemanIf You Doubt Me, Know Your LineIf You Face Me,Know Your Mine.Edgar Allan Prieto6/3/92Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
The end is left to meA Treasured note
A word of hopeWritten
As time goes by.Have you written
A good chapterwished it was a line?Have you read
A good chapter
Or played with the lines?The chapter on Truth Cannot be changedThe chapter on right Is what is left in time.My chapters ended, For I did not beginI did not turn,To see what was ahead.The story of my life I chose to read one pageAvoided all the rest.The End Was only the Beginning
There are many Pages left.Edgar Allan Prieto6/4/92Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
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