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42 sins of Hernandez Gonzales

For the sin of unfolding the colours inside
Holding the edges too soon
For deceit hastily denied
Forsaking the light of the moon
Holding an answer with no excuse
The question abandoned
In essence of time a ruse
For the sin of unhanded
The hoarding of dust
Gathered in pools
That the innocent trust
Taken from gullible fools
The cutting of rope
Work of a blunt knife
A mirror with no hope
The tears of a life.
For the sin of offering cause
Non to collect
Not giving a pause
To the effect
Deaf to the shriek
The tearing of veil
Forsaking of the meek
The oil of a whale

We all stand naked before the Lord
Without crown,without shoes
From the day they cut the cord
Till the day we pay our dues
We get only what is poured
No more and no less
Earn dignity with your labour
Give alms to the poor
With tyrants curry no favour
Let the righteous endure
Have no grudges to harbour
With wisdom you can be sure
Hurry not on the road to hell
The gatekeepers await
For they can foretell
The story of your fate
The final ring of the bell
As the hour grows late.











Copyright © Ed Lurie

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