Death of a Prince
* The life of a child called Jesus......
Blessed are the people
-Fore-
Voice's rang out
Ringing in prayer
The scream and they shout
----
Earth doth shutter miracle's
Servility and care
A quiver of sensation
Fill's the air
With
Muffled sound's of deliverance
With broad morning gloom
For the birth of a child
Whom which died too soon
----
In the morning of strife
A quiet settle stillness
Filled the room
He dared to shed the light
Fore time
It was much too soon
----
With a evening made
Of forgiveness
He filled das empty
Tomb
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Copyright © Gary Fields | Year Posted 2011
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