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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required These are the unredeemed Unredeemed and unrelieved In their souls in pain Trapped in cycles without end In many a violent place they spend Unbearable time in mindless space insane Sinning badly which no repentance Prayers have freed Nor opened a crack In their selfish flow of greed Darkness and humiliation cover Every suffering creature over. And in the black dusty dirt Of the cemetery’s earth Of every stupid town and city There is a raging spirit of death Remaining smiling and mute Without compassion or pity Returning from this land of dead Dead again dead again Where we found these lost Empty sacks of human flesh With hearts still beating but unfeeling In the frozen bone white of winter’s frost From an eternal winter of unknowing The embers and fires of human love In these valleys of earth Are quenched by numbing Social blizzards of hate And civil indifference. In desert sands their skeletal shells Ambulate towards prepared graves And faces of shifting suspicious stares Pierce down unconscious of other’s cares Falling raw into the rough trenches unsaved Filled to overflowing with unredeemed blood Surely these are the damned Living in merciless mental swamps With shoes soaked in dog excrement And streets strewn with cigarette butts A land haunted by roaming demons In obedience to masters of rage and ignorance. And the rare and precious and glorious In the natural world of righteousness Is left abandoned Forever outside in a frozen wasteland Of a world cursing God and His creation And confirming forever a commitment to evil Feeling “O how awful goodness is “ Away, away out of this madness Fly us back, back into the brilliance Of the precious and the glorious Of the present Earthly Paradise Hidden from view but always His
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