Jan 4, 2015

All about the losers



Born in a stable in poverty
Brought up an asylum seeker
Death threats throughout his life
Betrayed by one he sheltered loved and disciplined 
Friends fled
Died on a cross in pain humility agony
Naked he died
Buried in borrowed grave
The faith was prevented from worshipping
First followers many killed tortured desperate life's in strange land
New community developed

Northern town never accounted for much
Huge poverty
Blighted estates
Industries destroyed
Betrayed by authorities figures
Tortured by hitlers bomds
No expected to achieve
Community rising
Beginning  to reach true potential 

Jesus the Christ son of God
hull city a northern town

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. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"