Poem By AHO Speaks
The mind records all our senses detect
Some of value and others we should reject.
The mind our computer which sits inside our head
Energy is what makes it go and its loss makes us dead.
The math of two like on and off
Is there a difference been a soup or broth?
Everything a computer has we have even more
They use ones and zero's and we use open doors.
A computer has a memory and so do we
They must be told what to do but not you or me.
We have processors just like them
But they must be told what to do and when.
They can make a decision based on a request
But only the mind has a conscience to chose what is best.
A truthful word can have more than one verse
Inside of marriage is at least a groom and bride; both diverse.
Truth can be tainted by the words of a speaker
Discernment a gift given to those called seekers.
A sporting event is to win or lose
Life is a gift of time to pick or chose.
Blest are we who have found honest labor
Seldom to ask God too often for an earthly favor.
Life is a series of images eventually to unfold
Sights and sounds and things to be told.
Not just a long thin straight line
That was the lives of another time.
11-01-05 Aho Speaks