Seven Virgins, The (by: Unknown) All under the leaves and the leaves of life I met with virgins seven, And one of them was Mary mild, Our Lord's mother of Heaven. continue reading
Skeletons In The Closet (by: Calvin Hart) Skeletons in the closet, Secrets never told Shameful facts about ourselves, We never will disclose. continue reading
Song Of The Women,The (by: Rudyard Kipling (1865 - 1936)) How shall she know the worship we would do her? The walls are high, and she is very far. How shall the woman's message reach unto her Above the tumult of the packed bazaar? Free wind of March, against the lattice blowing, Bear thou our thanks, lest she depart unknowing. continue reading
Songs Of Innocence: The Little Black Boy (by: William Blake (1757 - 1827)) My mother bore me in the southern wild, And I am black, but oh! my soul is white. White as an angel is the English child, But I am black as if bereaved of light. continue reading
