Let Us Pray
with power in hand
hatred in the heart
sending us out into the street
for justification
a fellow man, a child
the freedom to bare
load, aim, fire
for sport, for dwelling, for self
my right, my constitution, my God
this castle of all knowing
dimly lit corridors
shallow moat
prevents the truth
a tu quoque fallacy
the stench of apathy
lack of prayer
from becoming our focus
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