Placebo
The will of God, e'er take
me to my knees,
your Spirit, so astringent
cleansing, free!
Ne'er given to imply
a church of greed
attendance, and deny
as fate takes fee!
What is the Godly why
where the decree
in Gospels wrenching cry
wanderings spree!
With Hope our mind's comply
Christ's heart receive
in apathy's restraint
placebos flee!
Copyright © Paula Larson | Year Posted 2013
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