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The Church

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The Church

"The Church"
A wooden door clicks
open 
To the beginning of
a southern spiritual
The newbie feels
depleted and empty
It is the reason why
she came

Her acceptance is
immediate 
She is given a few
sheets of music 
Worn down by others
who need them not
these days 
 They slide in the
pews and begin to
ride the wave
Of vocal unity
coming their way

Singing
quintessential love
for the lord
Flowing a strength
that never grows
tired
She see a person
with palms extended
Telling her "Take my
hand, become a
witness" 

Everybody sings for
all their worth 
And together spirits
do rise!
In sanctity and
emotion they are
here to contribute
So she does all the
same

The next passage
leads into a
wonderful Gospelous
glory
A song evolved from
the old days of
slavery
And the
sharecroppers who
thought less of them
Unjustified though
it was to keep
people down
Belief and
acceptance would be
among the church
goers
Welcoming anyone in
need   
She starts to feel
better 
Resting assured of
her day redeemed

Reconciliation for
old times has come
As everybody will be
shown deliverance
from evil
In this chapel there
is growth and
understanding
A community born and
linked one note at a
time

Progress and
togetherness
remembered every
Sunday
We must never let
our brethren forget
was spoken from
behind
She agreed with an
outward
wholeheartedness
"For here I am to
worship!" The new
comer sang her
praise
And the priest, he
said "Amen!"

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  1. Date: 7/30/2013 11:22:00 AM
    Very interesting thematically and detailed descriptions—excellent use of mood and emotions.