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Topic: Spam (not the meat)( 11/03/11)
By Benjamin Graber
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ADD TO MY FAVORITES
Screaming for my attention,
Claiming little pieces
Of my eyes and ears and nose
Like children feverishly grabbing candy
At a homecoming parade.
The spam threatens to drag me
Into the rat race,
To sprint from here
In the frenzy to fulfill
The collector’s assortment
But the ever-enticing neon lights
The choice to feed the lusts
Is like the choice to
Drain the ocean
No, I think I’ll delete the spam
And trash the ads
And switch off the commercials;
I don’t have the time
To give my time
To everything that pulls at me.
I only have twenty-four hours a day;
I choose to sip the golds of autumn,
And inhale the pinks of spring,
And find fulfillment
In the simple joys
Of life, here
Accept Jesus as Your Savior Right Now and be Certain of Eternal Life.
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