Our Leach
Who am I
Do you know yourself
We tend to want to try
When there’s nothing else
Who is God
Where is he now
The Earth and his rod
For whom do you bow
What is pain
From where does it come
And what becomes of the stain
That can never be undone
Is there mercy
Beyond our reach
The longing to become free
From the bleeding of our inner leach
Copyright © Jim Campbell | Year Posted 2007
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