"Purpose"A Poem by Kameron ArmitageAs I sit here on my soft, cumfy bed. I ponder and sort through thoughts in my head. What is our purpose on this crazed place we call home? Are we being tested? Are there signs to be shown? Do men provide for their family? While wives stay home, clean, no company. Are we destined to find love? As we pray to you above. Which church is the right? If any at all. If we don't choose one, how far will we fall? All of these questions are alway on my mind. Something I'm sure of, heaven we can all find. © 2009 Kameron Armitage |
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Added on January 29, 2009 Last Updated on January 29, 2009 AuthorKameron ArmitageGilbert, AZAboutI am 16 years old and I've been writing for about three months now and love every second of it. I am a guy and proud to write. I've ran into some problems, but everyone does. I hope you enjoy! more.. |

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