Just A Little Lower Than The Angels

Just A Little Lower Than The Angels short poem

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Well what’s wrong with the world that
We can’t all just get along?
Surely this is the dream of the Angels and
Jehovah’s never ending song.
Love and compassion go a long, long way
So embrace your brother with warm and
Tender grace today! Have heart, be a light
In the dark. Yes you can make a difference
Somewhere out there right now someone
Needs a helping hand, someone to talk to
Who will understand?
We’ve got to start thinking of others before
Ourselves, no one is any better than anyone
Else and we’ve got to stand up as soldiers of
The lord and fight for peace ‘cuz in the end
Love is all that matters so love like you’d want
To be loved and be a light in the dark of course
We can’t change the world overnight but it’s
A start. We can create miracles just by prayers
We say ‘cuz we are just A Little lower than
The Angels, Just a Little Lower Than the Angels
So be somebody’s Angel today!

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through poetry.com and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through Lulu.com. After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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