Never Trust Those With Lust
he has love for lust
be leery of him we must
who can never trust
saw burst after burst
troops all around are dispersed
we surely are cursed
what we always dread
having bad dreams in our bed
of wounded who bled
news we do not need
from all sin want to be freed
overcome all greed
while we were waiting
there are those we are hating
kill contemplating
are agitated
a battle consummated
am humiliated
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2022
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