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An Easter poem |
| It needs a little work and perhaps a little more development. Its tone can be attributed to my personal experience, but things are beginning to look a little brighter :) I thank God for His gift of hope--I can't help but think that there are many in this world who don't even have that. With a kiss betrayed An innocent to death condemned Bleeding and dying prayed Father, please forgive them Injustice condoned Hungry mouths not fed The forsaken and alone Ignored--spiritually dead We know what we do. We know. |