Spilled Ink from the heart and soul of Poet and Author Richard M Knittle Jr.

I am not perfect I never have been as I have danced with the Devil more times than most men, I have seen life watching as my sons were born and even faced death  when I killed for war I had a dream come true once then  lost it in the same breath  I have even been to heaven  or rather right outside and I have talked, with God even some of his angels, I would have to say that it is the  most beautiful place that I have ever seen or will ever  be with the brightest vibrant colors against the purple hues, the smell is so sweet incredibly amazing I cannot ever forget because the Angel's have the same smell when they come around it is almost like a very sweet smelling flower or maybe even fruit that does not grow anywhere around. You see I L took my own life and I died, but God said to me that he understood and why, but it was not my time yet, I should not have come that I was still needed down here before my life was up so while I sobbed uncontrollably he touche...

Is Money the root of all evil? Greed is the biggest sin that we as humans can make it has caused man to murder for it we have lost wars not having it, buy anything your heart desires with it the only thing it can not buy or can you? No, money cannot buy you  love because love does not exist anymore it  is gone and has been used up and the well is  dry it has gone extinct and I wonder if you  wonder why? Because it has been replaced  with what can you do for me and who is next  in line and I am married but your cute so if  you do then lets do it quick I do not have that  much time. No money cannot buy you love but it can buy you the homecoming queen and if you got enough money she will do just about anything, from the laid back to the most obscene I got her number for fifty bucks I will give it to you and if you can give her a a little ring tell her dad said it was okay with him and I will be home right after I get high again then the party is real...

Rejoice Rejoice Rejoice  Rejoice, Rejoice, Rejoice  in the glory of our King rise up raise your hands high and shout out His name  don't let your teardrops fall down in vain ask Him for forgiveness in your  sorrowful shame rejoice, rejoice, rejoice in the glory of our forgiving King give Him all your undying love and devotion receive  your soulful redemption As you feel the glow ofhis hope while you fight the evils with his strength by using His love filled light against the hate rejoice, rejoice, rejoice in the glory that is His name rejoice rejoice rejoice in the coming of our King. Poet Richard M Knittle Jr. A Poet's Journey A Texas Poet Laureate Nominee 2016-2020