Religiously Confused
Never could there ever be,
an odder concept to perceive.
Long ago and far away,
he lost his life to pave the way.
It was to be the utmost act,
selflessly upon his back.
He did no wrong, he sayw no bad,
yet he would die for those who had.
While all of us still yet to come,
would owe our lives to "God" someone
Copyright © Stacy Fair | Year Posted 2006
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