“Three Is Greater Than Four” A Poem by Jacob Slagle

We all live our lives

constantly moving,

call it a stride.

Whether we live for each other,

or try to fill our pride.

Closed off to the world,

so deep in despair.

Makes me want to hurl

but one hope still remains.

It can cleanse your soul,

wipe away your pain.

Even through the deepest darkness

this one love still remains.

It’s not just one man, soul, or spirit.

But it’s quite contagious,

if you dare come near it.

He’s called the great

I am,

and you’re about to hear it.

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