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Contents:

 #Missionaries of Charity       #Whispers of Shame       #Self Analysis       #Silence of Lambs      #My New Friend

 #Friends Uncommon       #Missed Dream       #Unknown Quality       #Never Turn Around

Location San Francisco California: Dedicated to Mother Theresa and the Missionaries of Charity. At the Little Fire House by the bay.

"Missionaries of Charity"

Angels of Mercy kneel down in humble silence,
Serving the hungry and poor a meal of dignity.
White robes trailing in the dust of time,
Yet, Love eternally shines
in their eyes.
Angels of God arise as one
heart and soul.
Serving Jesus in thought
and in deed.
"Missionaries of Charity"
now and always.
Their acts of friendship
unceasingly showing
the tired and weary
the true meaning of Salvation.

06/03/95

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Location San Francisco California at the Gay/Lesbian Celebration Parade. The is NO hatred here, only pity. The so-called persecuted ones physically ran people out of town who did not agree with their views. I attempt to be open minded, yet when I witness this type of action, the old anger returns.

"Whispers of Shame"

Whispers of Shame shine
on the Golden Gate as
Warriors of God enter
into a sphere of dreams.
As happiness ends in a
"City by the Bay," the
freedom to change is
the death of God.
Crucified again in
thought and deed,
the "Son of Man" yet
reigns in the belief
the saints will fight the
hatred of man and
remain at peace.
Greetings of Hope fall
on deaf ears yet
still spread as commanded
long before.
Whispers of Shame still shine
on the "Golden Gate" as
the freedom to change finds
the chosen few in a
city of sinners.
The True fellowship of love
continues to grow.

06/16/95

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Location San Francisco California: Dedicated to Mrs. Peggy Smith, way back in Rome Georgia. The lady whom I would be willing to give up everything I believe in for. Yet it's not meant to be. May God Bless You and Yours.

"Self Analysis"

To sit here and wonder
why things happen
and to never find
an answer,
is the worst thing
to find.
What lady is out there
which can help
the lost soul to stop
the self destruction?
To care for, and long for
a purpose and reason,
To love, and not be loved
in return.
"La Chaim, Lael!"
To you, God's Chosen,
I wait patiently to find
a kind heart.

01/16/95

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Location Rome Georgia: Dedicated to Mrs. Lori Dugger, a lady who showed a small amount of friendship to a lonely man.

"Silence of Lambs"

Star equality shines forth
between lovers in Spirit,
waiting for the birth
of new ideas.
The eternal refuge of silence
sounds loud.
the music of the
angels heart
blesses the lady
of God.
The doctrines of man
grow dim
when a lady smiles.
The silence of lambs
shattered with the
singing of a
soul in love.
The smiles healing
wave of friendship
offering short rest
from confusion.
The grace of beauty
lives stronger
then glory's crown,
yet as servants of the
Morningstar they
remain true.
Souls that share
a brief time
yet remain as two,
know the isolation
of faith and friendship.
The silence of lambs
reigns supreme.

02/19/96

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Location Dalton Georgia: Dedicated to Mrs. Amy Scott, my brothers wife and new mother.

"My New Friend"

A halo shines in endless shades of friendship,
Heavens glory unfolds in a Brothers happiness,
A child brings forth a families joy,
A new star in creations crown.
Yesterday, Today and Forever,
A mother's love endures all.
A new friend is here,
bearing a gift for all mankind.
The new friend is a Brother's wife,
lighting the darkness
with a never ending smile.
The gift, her firstborn,
blessed by God and the Angels.
"La Chaim, Lael!"
To you, God's chosen,
I wish happiness, love and peace.
May they always be yours.

12/01/96

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Location Dalton Georgia: Dedicated to Mr. James T. Hiott of Rome. A friend of 20 years, and a brother of the Lodge.

Friends Uncommon!

Two friends bound by age sharing no common thought.
Flowing through the river of time freely.
A Scientist with theories and proof!
A Priest with theories and hope!
How do they meet?
Two friends bound by time tho wisdom fled long ago.
The pain ones causes the other,
the guilt the one feels.
The hopes of the Priest dies in the fear the friendship will end.
Yet the friend remains and he has to wonder why.
Is this the true meaning of Brotherhood?

7/6/97

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Location Rome Georgia: Dedicated to Mrs. Carla Lewis. Another beautiful lady whom I made the stupid mistake of falling in love with.

"Missed Dream"

To seek and not see
the love offered
is the worst sin.
The Circle is constant,
The Line unbroken,
The friendship continues
despite anger and fear.
The man seeks in a
limited search,
the love restrained. Rules of Life
constantly guiding him.
The lady offers a
destination of peace.
The true desire of
the first search.
To seek the promise of God.
To find a lady of spirit,
To love and do no wrong.
To find and see a
forbidden thought,
the restraint not
corrupted by sin.
The man can remain at peace
with himself through the
acceptance of the friendship offered.
The lady can remain at peace
as the Crown of Creation
is blessed by angels.
A new day begins,
time continues,
and the rules of life
remain the same.

11/23/97

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Location Lindale Georgia: Dedicated to Mr. James T. Hiott and Mrs. Carla L. Lewis. 'May God Bless Both of You and Everything You Do.'
"Unknown Quality"

The sun rises on another day
as a ladies friendship continues,
and another friend leaves
to find his own life.
Many lifetimes have passed
through this image of time,
but the illusion of the old
stayed with us the whole way.
The day passes and the warmth grows,
and the lady still remains the same,
and the old friend changes still.
Somewhere the shadows grow
and the old friend is no more,
yet the new friendship survives.
The shadows darken deeper
in spirit and in flesh,
the depth of the feelings
lost in the reality of dreams.
Darkness closes in as the
day comes to a close.
The death of one friendship,
at an unknown time is
still painful in any extreme,
yet the birth of a new friendship
brings for new hopes for the
following days to come.
A new day dawns with
hope just a smile away,
though the old can never be
replaced with the new,
we will all survive and
begin another life.

01/26/98

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Location Lindale Georgia: Dedicated to Mr./Mrs. Hamilton H. Hiott and Mrs. Carla L. Lewis.

"Never Turn Around"

I wander the empty streets of cities
I have never seen and
see no-one.
The 'radical child' travels eternally
trusting in only themselves.
To find no friends of anykind,
no family of anykind,
except for the lost souls of this world.
Wandering the 'streets of gold'
in America, homeless and despised
in a Christian land.
What is left to hope for,
or to dream for,
except for companionship and love.
To return home after many lifetimes
have run their course.
To find acquaintances from long before.
Finding the friendship that was searched for.
Never dreaming it would be there,
but joyous just the same.
Finding the capability to love,
even if it's never returned.
The 'radical child' returns and
joins the real world once again.

02/04/98

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All Poems Written By: Robert V. 'Malachi' Scott
All Poems Given By Author to: Valhalla Emporium
All Poems Given By Author to: RFMNJ Ministries
Copyright © by Robert Scott 2004 Last updated on May 17, 2004

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