The Church.

Are we happy plastic people?
Living lives with plastic smiles?

Who will help your hurt in your plastic world?
Not the people plastering plastic steeples?
Or all the loud, reproachful, accusing smiles?

Masquerade to Masquerade.
Church to Church.

Would being real really hurt?
Or do you really believe we are happy plastic people?


-Jeremy Pedron

Life Away.

Risks are Risks.
Yet Opportunity is Gold.
Change is Change
as Nothing Remains Old.

Heart and Heroes
Come and Go.
Discipline and Wisdom
Stay for Years to Know.

Potential is Potential
Easy to Forget.
Unraveling it
Takes a Lot of Sweat.

Truth is Truth
and Honesty too.
a Heart for Both
Growths New Attitude.

Friends are Friends as
Sky is Blue.
No Matter What
I Won't be in Forget of You.

Love is Love
Blessing Too.
Even as I am
in Miss of You.

Life is Life
as Chance is Chance.
Don't Let Life Pass You
It's Only a Glance.


-Jeremy Pedron


(I made a poem. Felt poetic this morning so I thought I would try out a poem. I guess this could be my rough draft? But these are my thoughts and feelings as of late. Each one could be a smaller mini poem.)

(picture I took in Israel)