This Lost Lamb
Written by Adam M. Snow

Oh by the morning strike of day
and by the calm obscure of night,
my heart is Yours O God -- I pray;
grant this lost lamb Your holy sight.

Give this lost lamb the sight to see,
truth that lies in the love of Thee.
Grant me the sight of your own eyes
and make O God, this dumb man wise.

Grant this lost lamb the words to speak,
the Word O God of Yours to man,
the Word of truth for which they seek
in ways a lamb once lost dare can.

Grant this lost lamb an ear to hear,
and hear Your voice so crystal clear.
Speak Ye -- O God with words of love,
let this lamb hear Your voice above.

Grant this lost lamb the feet to lead,
so I may guide a crowd to Thee.
Help this lamb O God to succeed,
and help the ones encage be free.

Grant this lost lamb the hands to aid,
and help the fallen and afraid,
and help the lost ones to be found.
Help me guide them to solid ground.

Lead this lost lamb -- O God, to Thee;
save this lamb from the sunless deep.
Grant me the sight so I may see
Your love's overpowering heap.

Let this lost lamb be born again,
to live for You -- O God, Amen.

Old friend, I see the torpor in your eyes, - horribly cliched line;
Belying all your practiced joker words. - horribly, horribly cliched.
Your blue tit number's strictly for the birds, -horrible gibberishy cliche.
And all your funny tales a thin disguise. - actually a cliche from an Eagles song.

Behind it all the clock with heavy chimes - yeah, cliched.
Beats out the hours, one of the most common cliches: almost as bad as "gone west" or "thwarted quest".
each one a thwarted quest: -
- Oops there's one...
beats out the hour the most used line in
Lost loves and opportunities gone west - ...and there's the other!
Leave fading echoes of the wilder times. - fading echoes of every cliche ever written!

Should I get up and leave? I'm still unsure, - too prosaic to qualify as cliche, just not poetic;
As if the sun's gone in and water's cold;
The tales wear thin, (yikes! wotta cliche!) the punchlines sound so old, - as does everything else - cliche!
And all the time I long to say - I long to say? Next you'll be saying a leaf floating on the wind...

The lightest leaf that floats upon the wind: - ...yup! Cliche.

"You're spitting in a violin, my friend." The only line in the damned thing written by you and it is in quotes so you probably borrowed it from somewhere.

Your poem should say "written by every anonymous author that came before."

What is the meaning of Linda Pastan's poem "Ethics" and the meaning of her poem "What We Want?

They all seem to work except for line 2. I think that maybe "princes" is just one syllable, and along with powerful, they were pronounced differently in Shakespeare's day. If he made a mistake with his meter, the critics back then would had thrown a fit, but they didn't, and with all his poems, so you can assume that it's correct.

of PRINCES, / shall OUT/ live THIS / pow ER / ful RHYME;

The rest of the lines are the same. Just take a line, separate out every 2 syllables and then mark each syllable unaccented and the other accented.

Update : I have written in my notes that Utilitarians are often consequentialists. The desire to increase happiness and decrease suffering form the basis of philosophy so therefore the morality of an action is based on it's outcome/consequence

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Is this true.....
I sometimes take bad notes....

Here's a half of a stanza.

O time you rule so much of life and cast
A weaving chain in links that makes us slaves
That's forged the endless present to the past
And makes us fear the future's fateful graves.