Once a Cousin
The hate he has,
For the man he thought he knew,
Once a cousin,
Now an enemy,
Through and through,
He won’t calm the storm,
As it is coming,
Not even the reign of god,
Can control,
What this storm will hold,
For the enemy,
And on that day,
He will stand and speak,
Of the line he crossed,
And the man that he is,
To the man on the cross
Copyright © Coreena Gerhart | Year Posted 2009
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