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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required On a journey down the mile A priest knelt down in prayer “Our father help me guide this lost soul To your loving embrace That you may be his last judge His stain of death will mark him So that you might welcome him his return home imminent …….Amen” The priest continued on his way Heavy of heart .. his horror of what lay ahead marking his face nearing the cell He pauses The hardest part lay before him The warden appearing pulls him aside … ” Keep him calm with your gibberish father We’ll do the rest “ Cold Grey walls surround him silver bars The only splash of light or shine Prison a hellish place to live Let alone die Blah blah blah the warden rambling on his voice fading Nothing of the tragedy The Killing time to come Oh the horror in the knowing The hour of our death Arriving at their destination The warden steps back wanting no part of what was next Metal bars swing back revealing a man of mammoth proportions needle worn skin a moving picture of colour “Hello Brother “ The priest freezes in time before him a brother lost found Oh Lord only to loose him again Desperation horror madness All cross the priest’s face “Why ?” says the priest “Though we don’t share belief or lifestyle I love you brother .. I ask your forgiveness for your compassion My blood flows through your veins Much as they say god flows through yours I only ask for a brothers forgiveness That i may meet my death Having made my peace with my blood” For a time silence Bile rising in the back of his throat The priest fighting for composure Steels himself .. “As a priest I forgive you As your brother I grieve for you” Reaching for his brother Arms like logs wrap round the priest Sobbing for what could have beens The brothers sat like this till … Time was called
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