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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I am an independent believer looking at another side of blinded endeavor feeling the pain what we inflict on others and ourselves. I wonder why people can be so filled with hate and mask themselves from the overwhelming emotions plaguing our world in suffrage yet claim themselves in good, But profess themselves in Christianity. I see the pain of the notions forgotten children reaching for heaven as god’s fair hand grasps their hearts and with his teary eyes cleanse them free of our own weaknesses we have not yet seen. T want the peace, love, and forgiveness of what was promised to me in my mighty book that I have as my shield of armor against the evil I feel when I go against the adversaries of the world. I am ostounded that we leave innocence to rout in caois and corruption with out a kind word or good deed for we are more into self than world harmony. I pretend that I fly in my father’s kingdom where all the children are cuddled safe in his nurturing arms accepted faults and all. He holds his hand out to me and says some beliefs don’t always go unheard, but just untouched for my people cast the unwanted verbal truth from their ears for I hear you and accept you for I love my children. I touch the tears of our future living amongst the sacrificial of what we see as governmental need but at what value is it when it mocks the oldest book we saver in a voice with mincing pleasures we still fail to see. I worry for our soles degrade ourselves in worship as the pledge to a blood stained spangled banner instead of the one who gave his son in sacrificial salvation instead of making verbal pornography of his act indulging an abomination of religion at will as man poisons minds with new advances intriguing among us naming rule. I cry as I stand with my beliefs bashing preyed on as if lying in a bed of knives Knowing I’m only one in await of amageden in the pestilents that the worlds deranged lovers desecrate. I am what I am but we think a life for a life with judgments of our own prejudices superior to authority. What have we become but what we hate in thirst far worse.
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