Masquerade

Unalterable sins, needing a blood covering. Modernistic attitudes and views, that diminish the cross' message being directed toward sparse filled pews. While amplifying ideas, misdeeds, lay hidden behind a mask. Surfacing stories of alienation, a pretender brought to task. Stripped now of facade, exposed to all, is Satan's drool. Masquerading in darkness, all see, an unrepentant fool. "And be sure, your sins will find you out" Numbers 32:23
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Goudreau Avatar
September 28, 2012 at 8:13 PM
A poignant and inspiring read. Excellently crafted. Thank you for sharing!
Mcconnell Avatar
September 25, 2012 at 6:02 AM
An excellent poem with a message all the world needs to hear for indeed all our sins will find us out unless it has a blood covering. God bless you, Tom
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