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The Prize

The politics of religion, its statues on fire All martyred saints burning in canonized pyre As cardinals of vengeance seek new hearts to be stoned Inquisitors ramble, the Creator on loan The religion of politics, papal decrees Guilt laden promises, salvationists fee Crusaders on horseback, twelve Apostles alone Which is more dangerous, the Word or the throne (Chorus) “Raise the curtain—praise the Lord, darkness censures fast Faith though blind, still hope to find, beyond iconoclasts “With eyes wide open, see the light, all else to render lies His love unending, given free, eternal life the prize” (The New Room: April, 2022)

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