Why
Some suffer for others crimes.
I’m one of those victims.
For I’ve known greatest betrayal and grief
Floating dreams disrupted by bad seeds
Even so, I do realize:
Right now, in my anguish
In the midst of great tragedy
Not gonna lie, extreme sorrow that seems never to end-
God, Lord Christ, Living Word, is with me.
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