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The priest sat behind a mahogany desk,
his life in ruins, his life a mess,
he was once faithful to God,
and that faith took years to build,
but then certain feelings of guilt
ate at his insides,
his emotions rushing in like the tides,
now standing face to face
with frustration and condemnation,
he was such a disgrace,
and he lost all concentration,
as the answers to his questions were lies,
he’d wish his past just dies,
then he tried to justify, rationalize, compromise,
but what he did just defies!
Christ chose twelve apostles, not one,
He turned his back to God, now he’s done,
he felt that in forgiveness, there would be none,
his eyes fell,
gun fired,
as far as he could tell,
he just entered the gates to Hell.

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  1. Date: 3/11/2009 3:21:00 PM
    Frank, I'm wondering exactly what this priest did to fall out of God's grace. And I certainly hope he wasn't messing around with young boys. (Did you see the movie "Doubt"?) In that case the priest was innocent, but the film was quite suspenseful because you didn't know until the last minute. Very powerful, and obviously thought-provoking! And thanks for your comments on "Playing Santa to Wall Street." To put it bluntly, I was pissed. Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 3/5/2009 5:50:00 AM
    OKay this totally doesnt have anything to do with the other stuff. Not sure how Im missing your poems because even though I can't stand you I do enjoy your writing. Very nice work sunshine,,and by the stinkin way "I" call you sunshine "YOU" do not call me sunshine

  1. Date: 2/23/2009 4:51:00 PM
    I admire the breath of your subject matter. You have inspired me Frank. Thank you. So much poerty to me is hallmark cards of dribble. Cat, meow...

  1. Date: 2/20/2009 2:03:00 PM
    It can happen in just such a manner. lose your faith and die ; lose your salvation. john

  1. Date: 2/20/2009 12:54:00 PM
    We make it way too hard to be a good person. Priests should have been allowed to marry a long time ago. This is a story of man judging man. Don't do it, don't judge, try hard not to, for every person who is right there's a person who's made to think they're wrong. It all just happens. Light & Love Debbie PS thanks for reading me and please enter the chair contest NO more electric chairs please!

  1. Date: 2/20/2009 9:26:00 AM
    We've been lied to for centuries and now as the media finds the truth, many are finding the truth lies within ourselves and not false prophets. How many feel guilt and how many have noconscience? We need to unite. God Bless. Vince

  1. Date: 2/19/2009 3:30:00 PM
    EEEp.. creepy good, Frank. Sad to think that this is a reality for some. Christie

  1. Date: 2/19/2009 2:04:00 PM
    This sounds like something from a dark novel. Excellent writting. Very deep and stirring. Love, Robin

  1. Date: 2/19/2009 6:47:00 AM
    Wow Frank thats a deep poem that is sadly truthful in many circumstances - Your comment cracked me up - God Bless, MJ

  1. Date: 2/19/2009 6:24:00 AM
    Frank my friend. Your writes are such an emotional roller coaster.