The Horde's Prayer
The Horde’s Prayer
Our Mother who dwells in Hell
Hollowed be thy Fame
Thy Freedom come
On Dearth as it is in Hell
Give us each day
Our daily Dread
And don’t forgive us
As we don’t forgive
Those who don’t trespass
Or whoever wins against us
Lead us into Temptation
And surrender us to Evil
And into Condemnation
For thy is the Freedom
To Cower and to be Hoary
Forever and ever....
Hearken!
** This awkward prayer is not meant to be blasphemous. The purpose for it is to enunciate the abundant grace of Almighty where there still exist a people who devote their time, faith and belief to the unsubstantial....They seem to recite the Lord’s Prayer in reverse, as I see it., directly contemptuous to the Great Creator.
**Freedom of belief is a Human Right. That too, is not being denigrated either.
**Contents of this poem are purely a work of Art not Religion. Don’t Do It at Home!
**Should anybody embrace it and adopt it, I’ll not be held liable.
JM
24th Oct’ 2013
Copyright © Joseph Matose | Year Posted 2013
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