http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/09/10/daily-prompt-six/
Write a six-word story about what you think the future holds for you, and then expand on it in a post.
Photographers, artists, poets: show us SIX.
Lawd! Where’s My Shepherd? Is there nothing I shall want?
Why are the green pastures parched desserts and the still waters so polluted?
My soul has died walking a path of unrighteousness over your name.
Why doth I fear the Lawd’s shadow and tremble in his presence of death?
Will thy military might strike my darkened heart with thine missiles?
Feast upon the thousands of white burial cloths laid before you as atonement for oil surplus!
Surely, your house is a den of thieves whose goods and services offer cures for mercy.
Note: It’s a weird poetry taken from “Psalm 23 (King James Version)”.
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