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POEM: BABY SISTER'S CLUB by Mike L. Nichols

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  The child toddles off alone  down the cobbled twilight lane  while his sister starts to moan  at the blackening window pane. Mother’d said, “You must stay here while I find bread and wood.” The children shivered there in fear until he got too hungry to be good. Mike L. Nichols is a graduate of Idaho State University and a recipient of the Ford Swetnam Poetry Prize. He lives and writes in Eastern Idaho. Look for his poetry in Rogue Agent, Tattoo Highway, Ink&Nebula, Plainsongs Magazine, and elsewhere. Find more at deadgirldancing.net    
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Remember ye!

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For the end of all things is at hand, Be ye therefore sober and watchful; For judgment must first begin in the house of God. So I ask you; Where shall the self proclaimed righteous be? Why shall we continue to fall? Fall for the temptation and enticement of this world? Remember ye therefore Rev 3vs 3 Trials will come, Temptation will come, Persecution shall come knocking, Mockery shall be painted before thee. But comforted shalt thou be Because he hath gone forth to the father, And the comforter shall he rain upon thee. My son attend ye to my words, Incline thy ears unto my sayings For it’s a light to thy pathway. Buy ye the truth and sell it not, And give ye not up upon them. Take heed to yourselves Lest at any time your heart be overcharged With surfeiting and drunkenness of this toxic world. Remember ye Lot’s wife! See that ye refuse not him that speaketh, Turn not back to thy vomit For cursed is he that putteth his hand ...
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