Beatitudes
i have taken
your spirit soaked in poverty
blessed are knocking on the doors
you rain on me
i have borrowed
your mournings and its comforts
we lie on the sand singing
i have pledged your
meekness to inherit the dancing earth
we dance to the tune of love
i have stolen
your hunger and thirst, justice prevail
and we are full, mercy we give, they
are merciful, i see, we eat steak
and drink red wine of water
i have joined the purity in your tender
heart heaven is visible now we are
i have inherited your peace n we are the
children of love
they persecute us for the sake of our
righteousness ours
is the kingdom
we escape to the end of the hunting world
preparing for the rapture
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