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Preacher At Dawn

How ya gonna save this feeble world, If you only get the weak to pray Do you believe you can bathe the evil Wash this contagious syndrome away Got a gift of life to share with all sweep your morals deep beneath the rug selling faith only to those who call Seed the masses with your pious bug Bribe them to believe Bliss can be born of tragedy Hope can spew from broken dreams Preacher at dawn How do you sleep with that counterfeit halo on

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Date: 3/26/2016 12:09:00 AM
Brenda Basile, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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Date: 8/6/2015 1:41:00 AM
,,Brenda ,,, Enjoyed reading your poem. **SKAT**
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