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Forgive, Me I Know, Not, What I Have Done

I know, not, what I have done 
singing songs, joyfully created 
did they physically fund
more cognitive understanding 
or less inner and outer reality
did the dancing of others 
make for sinful, carnal, flesh 
to studiously make more fuel for the fire 
did collective exchange 
bank roll a tune of supplementary 
ugly religiously conforms of war 
will my grave scream from hell  
paint a reddish black 
hue upon the ground
of pictures of the truth 

for i, know not, what i have done...
and who will pay the Cosmos of cosmic debts

and i am not truly sorry 
I say this not, to abuse 
but can this be, the mark upon my soul 
how can i find true redemption  

will redemption 
be sliced from my soul 
one tune at a time

does my God see and understand
more than i know...

assured i would, like to be...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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